we live in an age which must be amused, though genius, feeling, trust, and principle be the sacrifice.

Oh! the joy Of young ideas painted on the mind, In the warm glowing colors fancy spreads On objects not yet known, when all is new, And all is lovely.

No man ever repented of being a Christian on his death bed.

O jealousy, Thou ugliest fiend of hell! thy deadly venom Preys on my vitals, turns the healthful hue Of my flesh check to haggard sallowness, And drinks my spirit up!

Anger is a violent act, envy a constant habit - no one can be always angry, but he may be always envious.

If I wanted to punish an enemy, it should be by fastening on him the trouble of constantly hating somebody.

Idleness among children, as among men, is the root of all evil, and leads to no other evil more certain than ill temper.