It is some compensation for great evils, that they enforce great lessons.

There is great beauty in going through life without anxiety or fear. Half our fears are baseless, and the other half discreditable.

Panic is a sudden desertion of us, and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.

Discretion is the salt, and fancy the sugar of life; the one preserves, the other sweetens it.

If one is not virtuous he becomes vicious.

Winter is the night of vegetation.

When all else is lost, the future still remains.