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

In matters of equity between man and man, our Saviour has taught us to put my neighbor in place of myself, and myself in place of my neighbor.

Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain: But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb, Takes all our sins away, A sacrifice of nobler nam' And richer blood than they.

Nothing tends so much to enlarge the mind as traveling.

In Job and the Psalms we shall find more sublime ideas, more elevated language, than in any of the heathen versifiers of Greece or Rome.

There's no repentance in the grave.

Affect not little shifts and subterfuges to avoid the force of an argument.