One cannot make oneself, but one can sometimes help a little in the making of somebody else. It is well.

Do your neighbour good by all means in your power, moral as well as physical - by kindness, by patience, by unflinching resistance against every outward evil - by the silent preaching of your own contrary life. But if the only good you can do him is by talking at him, or about him - nay, even to him, if it be in a self-satisfied, super-virtuous style - such as I earnestly hope the present writer is not doing - you had much better leave him alone.

Now, I have nothing to say against uncles in general. They are usually very excellent people, and very convenient to little boys and girls.

The life of action is nobler than the life of thought.

O blest one hour like this! to rise And see grief's shadows backward roll; While bursts on unaccustomed eyes The glad Aurora of the soul.

With faces like dead lovers who died true.

Better no marriage, than a marriage short of the best.