To wheedle and coax is safer than to command.

But he that dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.

He never could have loved me, or he would not have resigned me so willingly

There is always a but in this imperfect world.

If the generous ideas of youth are too often over- clouded by the sordid views of after-life, that scarcely proves them to be false

To regret the exchange of earthly pleasures for the joys of Heaven, is as if the grovelling caterpillar should lament that it must one day quit the nibbled leaf to soar aloft and flutter through the air, roving at will from flower to flower, sipping sweet honey from their cups, or basking in their sunny petals.

You will form a very inadequate estimate of a man's character, if you judge by what a fond sister says of him. The worst of them generally know how to hide their misdeeds from their sisters' eyes, and their mother's, too.