Affability, mildness, tenderness, and a word which I would fain bring back to its original signification of virtue,--I mean good-nature,--are of daily use; they are the bread of mankind and staff of life.

I'm a little wounded, but I am not slain; I will lay me down to bleed a while. Then I'll rise and fight again.

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.

Secret guilt is by silence revealed.

When beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind!

But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.