Two sentiments alone suffice for man, were he to live the age of the rocks - love, and the contemplation of the Deity.

I have been there, and still would go; 'T is like a little heaven below.

He rules the world with truth and grace, and makes the nations prove, the glories of His righteousness and wonders of His love.

There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.

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

Poesy and oratory omit things not essential, and insert little beautiful digressions, in order to place everything in the most effective light.

Learn good-humor, never to oppose without just reason; abate some degree of pride and moroseness.