Temptation does not make the sin, it lies ready in the heart.

Glory darts her soul-pervading ray on thrones and cottages, regardless still of all the artificial nice distinctions vain human customs make.

Strange! that what is enjoyed without pleasure cannot be discontinued without pain!

Affliction is a sort of moral gymnasium in which the disciples of Christ are trained to robust exercise, hardy exertion, and severe conflict.

Absence in love is like water upon fire; a little quickens, but much extinguishes it.

it is the modern nature of goodness to exert itself quietly, while a few characters of the opposite cast seem, by the rumor of their exploits, to fill the world; and by their noise to multiply their numbers.

Temptation does not make the sin, it lies ready in the heart.