Fear loves the idea of danger.
Without duty, life is sort of boneless; it cannot hold itself together.
Truth takes the stamp of the souls it enters. It is rigorous and rough in arid souls, but tempers and softens itself in loving natures.
The Bible is to religion what the Iliad is to poetry
Men have torn up the roads which led to Heaven, and which all the world followed; now we have to make our own ladders.
Virtue by calculation is the virtue of vice.