Nothing is more gratifying to the mind of man than power or dominion.

If there's a power above us, (And that there is all nature cries aloud Through all her works,) he must delight in virtue.

There is nobody so weak of invention that cannot make some little stories to villify his enemy.

There is no passion that is not finely expressed in those parts of the inspired writings which are proper for divine songs and anthems.

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

There is not any present moment that is unconnected with some future one. The life of every man is a continued chain of incidents, each link of which hangs upon the former. The transition from cause to effect, from event to event, is often carried on by secret steps, which our foresight cannot divine, and our sagacity is unable to trace. Evil may at some future period bring forth good; and good may bring forth evil, both equally unexpected.

Sweet are the slumbers of the virtuous man.