Many are idly busy; Domitian was busy, but then it was in catching flies.

Secrecy is the chastity of friendship.

The private devotions and secret offices of religion are like the refreshing of a garden with the distilling and petty drops of a waterpot; but addressed from the temple, they are like ram from heaven.

Habits are the daughters of action, but then they nurse their mother, and produce daughters after her image, but far more beautiful and prosperous.

A great fear, when it is ill-managed, is the parent of superstition; but a discreet and well-guided fear produces religion.

In self-examination, take no account of yourself by your thoughts and resolutions in the days of religion and solemnity; examine how it is with you in the days of ordinary conversation and in the circumstances of secular employment.

Faith converses with the angels, and antedates the hymns of glory.