When a wife has a good husband, it is easily seen on her face.

There is no patriotic art and no patriotic science.

Nature goes her own way, and all that to us seems an exception is really according to order.

As beauteous is the world, and many a joy Floats through its wide dominion. But, alas, When we would seize the winged good, it flies.

Every man bears something within him that, if it were publicly announced, would excite feelings of aversion.

Beauty vanishes; virtue is lasting.

The ground that a good man treads is hallowed.