Is it not wonderful, that the love of the parent should be so violent while it lasts and that it should last no longer than is necessary for the preservation of the young?

The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye.

It is folly to seek the approbation of any being besides the Supreme.

My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death?

We are growing serious, and, let me tell you, that's the very next step to being dull.

How can it enter into the thoughts of man, that the soul, which is capable of such immense perfections, and of receiving new improvements to all eternity, shall fall away into nothing almost as soon as it is created?

Sweet are the slumbers of the virtuous man.