It is not the bee's touching on the flowers that gathers the honey, but her abiding for a time upon them, and drawing out the sweet.

The idle man is the devil's cushion.

It is not sin that kills the soul, but impenitence.

I have seldom seen much ostentation and much learning met together. The sun, rising and declining, makes long shadows; at mid day, when he is highest, none at all.

Every day is a little life, and our whole life is but a day repeated. Therefore live every day as if it would be the last. Those that dare lose a day, are dangerously prodigal; those that dare misspend it are desperate.

A reputation once broken may possibly be repaired, but the world will always keep their eyes on the spot where the crack was.

A good man is kinder to his enemy than bad men are to their friends.