Among those evils which befall us, there are many which have been more painful to us in the prospect than by their actual pressure.

Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter.

It must be so,-Plato, thou reasonest well! Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality? Or whence this secret dread and inward horror Of falling into naught? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction? 'T is the divinity that stirs within us; 'T is Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man. Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought!

It is the privilege of posterity to set matters right between those antagonists who, by their rivalry for greatness, divided a whole age.

Admiration is a very short-lived passion, that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object.

Justice is an unassailable fortress, built on the brow of a mountain which cannot be overthrown by the violence of torrents, nor demolished by the force of armies.

Advertisements are of great use to the vulgar. First of all, as they are instruments of ambition. A man that is by no means big enough for the Gazette, may easily creep into the advertisements; by which means we often see an apothecary in the same paper of news with a plenipotentiary, or a running footman with an ambassador.