Care, admitted as guest, quickly turns to be master.

There are some kinds of men who cannot pass their time alone; they are the flails of occupied people.(Bonald, M.} There are few wild beasts more to be dreaded than a communicative man having nothing to communicate.

It is our relation to circumstances that determine their influence over us. The same wind that blows one ship into port may blow another off shore.

What we call conscience in many instances, is only a wholesome fear of the law.

The loss of a beloved connection awakens an interest in Heaven before unfelt.

Winter is the night of vegetation.

The life even of a just man is a round of petty frauds; that of a knave a series of greater. We degrade life by our follies and vices, and then complain that the unhappiness which is only their accompaniment is inherent in the constitution of things.