The intellect of the wise is like glass; it admits the light of heaven and reflects it.

The power of faith will often shine forth the most when the character is naturally weak.

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

Friendship is love without its flowers or veil.

A statesman, we are told, should follow public opinion. Doubtless, as a coachman follows his horses; having firm hold on the reins and guiding them.

The question is not whether a doctrine is beautiful but whether it is true. When we wish to go to a place, we do not ask whether the road leads through a pretty country, but whether it is the right road.

The intellect of the wise is like glass; it admits the light of heaven and reflects it.