Words are but pictures of our thoughts.

He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.

Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.

Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.

Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.

Reason to rule, mercy to forgive: The first is law, the last prerogative. Life is an adventure in forgiveness.

Honor is but an empty bubble.