The wretch who digs the mine for bread, or ploughs, that others may be fed, feels less fatigued than that decreed to him who cannot think or read.

The world does not require so much to be informed as to be reminded.

A faint endeavor ends in a sure defeat.

Did not God Sometimes withhold in mercy what we ask, We should be ruined at our own request.

the uncandid censurer always picks out the worst man of a class, and then confidently produces him as being a fair specimen of it.

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.

The education of the present race of females is not very favorable to domestic happiness. For my own part, I call education, not that which smothers a woman with accomplishments, but that which tends to consolidate a firm and regular system of character; that which tends to form a friend, a companion, and a wife.