The priesthood hath in all nations, and all religions, been held highly venerable.

Should we grieve over a little misplaced charity, when an all knowing, all wise Being showers down every day his benefits on the unthankful and undeserving?

Nothing can be reckoned good or bad to us in this life, any further than it indisposes us for the enjoyment of another.

If God be infinitely holy, just, and good, He must take delight in those creatures that resemble Him most in these perfections.

There is a variety in tempers of good men.

Luther deters me from solitariness; but he does not mean from a sober solitude that rallies our scattered strengths and prepares us against any new encounter from without.

It is impossible to have a lively hope in another life, and yet be deeply immersed in the enjoyments of this.