There is nothing which one regards so much with an eye of mirth and pity as innocence when it has in it a dash of folly.

Whilst I yet live, let me not live in vain.

The post of honour is a private station.

In my Lucia's absence Life hangs upon me, and becomes a burden; I am ten times undone, while hope, and fear, And grief, and rage and love rise up at once, And with variety of pain distract me.

Wit is the fetching of congruity out of incongruity.

The moral virtues, without religion are but cold, lifeless, and insipid; it is only religion which opens the mind to great conceptions, fills it with the most sublime ideas, and warms the soul with more than sensual pleasures.

Knowledge is, indeed, that which, next to virtue, truly and essentially raises one man above another.