Riches are not an end of life, but an instrument of life.
Nothing can compare in beauty, and wonder, and admirableness, and divinity itself, to the silent work in obscure dwellings of faithful women bringing their children to honor and virtue and piety.
Conscience is the frame of character, and love is the covering for it.
Nowhere on the globe do men live so well as in America, or grumble so much.
There is no liberty to men who know not how to govern themselves.
Men think God is destroying them because he is tuning them. The violinist screws up the key till the tense cord sounds the concert pitch; but it is not to break it, but to use it tunefully, that he stretches the string upon the musical rack.