...beauty, like truth, never is so glorious as when it goes the plainest.

To write a book is for all the world like humming a song.

Every obstruction of the course of justice,--is a door opened to betray society, and bereave us of those blessings which it has inview.... It is a strange way of doing honour to God, to screen actions which are a disgrace to humanity.

The chaste mind, like a polished plane, may admit foul thoughts, without receiving their tincture.

It is a great pity but tis certain from every day's observation of man, that he may be set on fire like a candle, at either end provided there is a sufficient wick standing out.

To write a book is for all the world like humming a song—be but in tune with yourself, madam, 'tis no matter how high or how low you take it.

Patience cannot remove, but it can always dignify and alleviate, misfortune.