Love is a second life; it grows into the soul, warms every vein, and beats in every pulse.

A source of cheerfulness to a good mind is the consideration of that Being on whom we have our dependence, and in whom, though we behold Him as yet but in the first faint discoveries of His perfections, we see everything that we can imagine as great glorious, or amiable. We find ourselves everywhere upheld by His goodness and surrounded by an immensity of love and mercy.

No man writes a book without meaning something, though he may not have the faculty of writing consequentially and expressing his meaning.

I consider time as an in immense ocean, in which many noble authors are entirely swallowed up.

To be perfectly just is an attribute of the divine nature; to be so to the utmost of our abilities, is the glory of man.

There is a kind of grandeur and respect which the meanest and most insignificant part of mankind endeavor to procure in the little circle of their friends and acquaintance. The poorest mechanic, nay, the man who lives upon common alms, gets him his set of admirers, and delights in that superiority which he enjoys over those who are in some respects beneath him. This ambition, which is natural to the soul of man, might, methinks, receive a very happy turn; and, if it were rightly directed, contribute as much to a person's advantage, as it generally does to his uneasiness and disquiet.

Men naturally warm and heady are transported with the greatest flush of good-nature.