Activity and sadness are incompatible.

God has created too few unmixed evils to warrant the belief that death is one of them. In all things else in nature, goodness so abounds that we are authorized to infer that it does not stop even at the grave. It is only that her footprints have become invisible.

Vanity in an old man is charming. It is a proof of an open, nature. Eighty winters have not frozen him up, or taught him concealments. In a young person it is simply allowable; we do not expect him to be above it.

The passions are like fire, useful in a thousand ways and dangerous only in one, through their excess.

We make way for the man who boldly pushes past us.

The small courtesies sweeten life; the greater ennoble it.

The cheerful live longest in years, and afterwards in our regards. Cheerfulness is the off-shoot of goodness.