Philosophy has a fine saying for everything.-For Death it has an entire set.

An atheist is more reclaimable than a papist, as ignorance is sooner cured than superstition.

Solitude is the best nurse of wisdom.

Only the brave know how to forgive; it is the most refined and generous pitch of virtue human nature can arrive at.

Beauty has so many charms, one knows not how to speak against it; and when it happens that a graceful figure is the habitation of a virtuous soul, when the beauty of the face speaks out the modesty and humility of the mind, and the justness of the proportion raises our thoughts up to the heart and wisdom of the great Creator, something may be allowed it,--and something to the embellishments which set it off; and yet, when the whole apology is read, it will be found at last that beauty, like truth, never is so glorious as when it goes the plainest.

When a man gives himself up to the government of a ruling passion,--or, in other words, when his HOBBY-HORSE grows head- strong,--farewell cool reason and fair discretion.

Every thing in this world, said my father, is big with jest,--and has wit in it, and instruction too,--if we can but find it out.