A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week.
Quick sensitivity is inseperable from a ready understanding.
There is no passion that is not finely expressed in those parts of the inspired writings which are proper for divine songs and anthems.
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.
Man is subject to innumerable pains and sorrows by the very condition of humanity, and yet, as if nature had not sown evils enough in life, we are continually adding grief to grief and aggravating the common calamity by our cruel treatment of one another.