The passions are the gales of life; and it is religion only that can prevent them from rising into a tempest.

A hermit who has been shut up in his cell in a college has contracted a sort of mould and rust upon his soul.

Roses grow on thorns and honey wears a sting.

The child taught to believe any occurrence a good or evil omen, or any day of the week lucky, hath a wide inroad made upon the soundness of his understanding.

When two or three sciences are pursued at the same time if one of them be dry, as logic, let another be more entertaining, to secure the mind from weariness.

In books, or work, or healthful play.

Everyday is a birthday; every moment of it is new to us; we are born again, renewed for fresh work and endeavor.