The human soul is to God, is as the flower to the sun; it opens at its approach, and shuts when it withdraws.
The more mysterious, the more imperfect: that which is mystically spoken is but half spoken.
None are known to be good, till they have opportunity to be bad.
None can do a man so much harm as he doeth himself.
Joy is the life of man's life.
Among politicians the esteem of religion is profitable; the principles of it are troublesome.