Moral prejudices are the stopgaps of virtue; and, as is the case with other stopgaps, it is often more difficult to get either out or in through them than through any other part of the fence.

When we skim along the surface of history we see little but the rough barren rocks that rise out of it.

I like the smell of a dunged field, and the tumult of a popular election.

Is bread the better for kneading? so is the heart. Knead it then by spiritual exercises; or God must knead it by afflictions.

How idle it is to call certain things God-sends! as if there was anything else in the world.

We like slipping, but not falling; our real anxiety is to be tempted enough.

Moral prejudices are the stopgaps of virtue; and, as is the case with other stopgaps, it is often more difficult to get either out or in through them than through any other part of the fence.