Friendship closes its eye rather than see the moon eclipsed; while malice denies that it is ever at the full.

Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body. It is wholesome and bracing for the mind to have its faculties kept of the stretch.

The ancients dreaded death: the Christian can only fear dying.

A man prone to suspect evil is mostly looking in his neighbor for what he sees in himself.

Nothing good bursts forth all at once. The lightning may dart out of a black cloud; but the day sends his bright heralds before him, to prepare the world for his coming.

It is with flowers as with moral qualities; the bright are sometimes poisonous; but, I believe, never the sweet.

It is a proof of our natural bias to evil, that gain is slower and harder than loss in all things good; but in all things bad getting is quicker and easier than getting rid of.