How despicable is that humanity, which can be contented to pity, where it might assuage!

What has a man's face to do with his character? Can a man of good character help having a disagreeable face?

Do you believe your heart to be, indeed, so hardened, that you can look without emotion on the suffering, to which you would condemn me?

Wisdom can boast no higher attainment than happiness.

One act of beneficence, one act of real usefulness, is worth all the abstract sentiment in the world.

Happiness arises in a state of peace, not of tumult.

The refreshing pleasure from the first view of nature, after the pain of illness, and the confinement of a sick-chamber, is above the conceptions, as well as the descriptions, of those in health.