A dogmatical spirit inclines a man to be censorious of his neighbors. Every one of his opinions appears to him written, as it were, with sunbeams, and he grows angry that his neighbors do not see it in the same light. He is tempted to disdain his correspondents as men of low and dark understandings because they do not believe what he does.

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

Logic helps us to strip off the outward disguise of things, and to behold and judge of them in their own nature.

Roses grow on thorns and honey wears a sting.

Must I be carried to the skies on flowery beds of ease, while others fought to win the prize and sailed through bloody seas?

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

To be angry about trifles is mean and childish; to rage and be furious is brutish; and to maintain perpetual wrath is akin to the practice and temper of devils; but to prevent and suppress rising resentment is wise and glorious, is manly and divine.