And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.
Time glides with undiscover'd haste; The future but a length behind the past.
Mighty things from small beginnings grow.
Some of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.
Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.