There is nothing which strengthens faith more than the observance of morality.

The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the wars of elements, The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

Honor's a fine imaginary notion, that draws in raw and unexperienced men to real mischiefs.

There is a sort of economy in Providence that one shall excel where another is defective, in order to make men more useful to each other, and mix them in society.

As Vivacity is the Gift of Women, Gravity is that of Men.

Nothing lies on our hands with such uneasiness as time. Wretched and thoughtless creatures! In the only place where covetousness were a virtue we turn prodigals.

Love is a second life; it grows into the soul, warms every vein, and beats in every pulse.