Sweet are the slumbers of the virtuous man.

I have always preferred cheerfulness to mirth. The latter I consider as an act, the former as a habit of mind. Mirth is short and transient, cheerfulness fixed and permanent.

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

Wine displays every little spot of the soul in its utmost deformity.

A cloudy day or a little sunshine have as great an influence on many constitutions as the most recent blessings or misfortunes.

For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.

Faith is kept alive in us, and gathers strength, more from practice than from speculations.