Character is very much a matter of health.

Pleasure and pain spring not so much from the nature of things, as from our manner of considering them. Pleasure, especially, is never an invariable effect of particular circumstances.

The most brilliant flashes of wit come from a clouded mind, as lightning leaps only from an obscure firmament.

Melancholy sees the worst of things...[rather than the best]

When all else is lost, the future still remains.

We give our best affections to the beautiful, only our second best to the useful.

Affliction, like the iron-smith, shapes as it smites.