Content thyself to be obscurely good.

Our sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses.

The peacock in all his pride does not display half the colors that appear in the garments of a British lady when she is dressed.

It is impossible for us, who live in the latter ages of the world, to make observations in criticism, morality, or in any art or science, which have not been touched upon by others. We have little else left us but to represent the common sense of mankind in more strong, more beautiful, or more uncommon lights.

What can be nobler than the idea it gives us of the Supreme Being?

The pride of woman, natural to her, never sleeps until modesty is gone.

A contented mind is the greatest blessing a man can enjoy in this world; and if in the present life his happiness arises from the subduing of his desires, it will arise in the next from the gratification of them.