There buds the promise of celestial worth.

On every thorn, delightful wisdom grows, In every rill a sweet instruction flows.

Some wits, too, like oracles, deal in ambiguities, but not with equal success; for though ambiguities are the first excellence of an imposter, they are the last of a wit.

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

Wonder is involuntary praise.

He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one; All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.

In an active life is sown the seed of wisdom... And age, if it has not esteem, has nothing.