The productions of a great genius, with many lapses and inadvertences, are infinitely preferable to the works of an inferior kind of author which are scrupulously exact, and conformable to all the rules of correct writing.

The time never lies heavy upon him; it is impossible for him to be alone.

The moral perfections of the Deity, the more attentively, we consider, the more perfectly still shall we know them.

Every one knows the veneration which was paid by the Jews to a name so great, wonderful, and holy. They would not let it enter even into their religious discourses. What can we then think of those who make use of so tremendous a name, in the ordinary expression of their anger, mirth, and most impertinent passions?

T is the Divinity that stirs within us.

That he delights in the misery of others no man will confess, and yet what other motive can make a father cruel?

Without constancy there is neither love, friendship, nor virtue in the world.