As turning the logs will make a dull fire burn, so change of studies a dull brain.

A spirit of criticism, if indulged in, leads to a censoriousness of disposition that is destructive of all nobler feeling. The man who lives to find faults has a miserable mission.

O beautiful, awful summer day, what hast thou given, what taken away?

It has done me good to be somewhat parched by the heat and drenched by the rain of life.

I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn.

Stay, stay at home, my heart and rest; Home-keeping hearts are the happiest, For those that wander they know not where Are full of trouble and full of care; To stay at home is best.

Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.