A defeat to a brave man is only a victory deferred.

The lazy man aims at nothing, and generally hits it.

Twilight is like death; the dark portal of night comes upon us, to open again in the glorious morning of immortality.

It is a sure sign of a mind not balanced as it ought to be, when it is insensible to the pleasures of the domestic hearth, and to the little joys and endearments of a family.

Among all the accomplishments of life none are so important as refinement; it is not, like beauty, a gift of Nature, and can only be acquired by cultivation and practice.

There is no heart without remorse, no life without some misfortune, no one but what is something stained with sin.

An inherent sense of man makes him long for an eternal paradise.