Say what we will, we may be sure that ambition is an error. Its wear and tear on the heart are never recompensed.

But never yet the dog our country fed, Betrayed the kindness or forgot the bread.

Why should the soul ever repose? God, its Principle, reposes never.

The heart of a man's like that delicate weed, / Which requires to be trampled on, boldly indeed / Ere it gives forth the fragrance you wish to extract.

Enthusiasm is the genius of sincerity and truth accomplishes no victories without it

Every man of sound brain whom you meet knows something worth knowing better than yourself. A man, on the whole, is a better preceptor than a book. But what scholar does not allow that the dullest book can suggest to him a new and a sound idea?

He who doth not smoke hath either known no great griefs, or refuseth himself the softest consolation, next to that which comes from heaven.