Luxury! more perilous to youth than storms or quicksand, poverty or chains.

when these incorrigible talkers are compelled to be quiet, is it not evident that they are not silent because they are listening to what is said, but because they are thinking of what they themselves shall say when they can seize the first lucky interval, for which they are so narrowly watching?

The ubiquity of the Divine presence is the only true support, and I am sometimes astonished how persons, who evidently do not possess that grand source of consolation, keep up their spirits under trials and difficulties. It must be owing to careless tempers and nerves of brass.

The artful injury, whose venomed dart scarce wounds the hearing, while it stabs the heart.

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

A faint endeavor ends in a sure defeat.

In grief we know the worst of what we feel but who can tell the end of what we fear?