Compulsion hardly restores right; love yields all things.

The only impregnable citadel of virtue is religion; for there is no bulwark of mere morality, which some temptation may not overtop or undermine, and destroy.

It is not designed that the road should be made too smooth for us here upon earth.

we never know the blessings bestowed on us until we are separated from the possession of them.

Compulsion hardly restores right; love yields all things.

I never yet heard man or woman much abused, that I was not inclined to think the better of them; and to transfer any suspicion or dislike, to the person who appeared to take delight in pointing out the defects of a fellow-creature.

Happiness is not perfected until it is shared.