How can it enter into the thoughts of man, that the soul, which is capable of such immense perfections, and of receiving new improvements to all eternity, shall fall away into nothing almost as soon as it is created?

Health and cheerfulness naturally beget each other.

A man must be both stupid and uncharitable who believes there is no virtue or truth but on his own side.

Better to die ten thousand deaths, Than wound my honour.

All well-regulated families set apart an hour every morning for tea and bread and butter

We are always doing something for posterity, but I would fain see posterity do something for us.

I consider an human soul without education like marble in the quarry, which shows none of its inherent beauties till the skill of the polisher fetches out the colours, makes the surface shine, and discovers every ornamental cloud, spot and vein that runs through the body of it.