For evil news rides post, while good news baits.
Beauty is nature's brag, and must be shown in courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, where most may wonder at the workmanship.
Farewell happy fields, Where joy forever dwells: Hail, horrors, hail.
And out of good still to find means of evil.
The end of all learning is to know God, and out of that knowledge to love and imitate Him.
Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them....I know they are as lively and as vigorously productive as those fabulous dragon's teeth and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men.