Jealousy is that pain which a man feels from the apprehension that he is not equally beloved by the person whom he entirely loves.

No man writes a book without meaning something, though he may not have the faculty of writing consequentially and expressing his meaning.

A just and reasonable modesty does not only recommend eloquence, but sets off every great talent which a man can be possessed of.

Nothing, says Longinus, can be great, the contempt of which is great.

There is no passion that is not finely expressed in those parts of the inspired writings which are proper for divine songs and anthems.

I never knew an early-rising, hard-working, prudent man, careful of his earnings and strictly honest, who complained of hard luck. A good character, good habits and iron industry are impregnable to the assaults of all ill-luck that fools ever dreamed.

It is of unspeakable advantage to possess our minds with an habitual good intention, and to aim all our thoughts, words, and actions at some laudable end.