Shall we be destined to the days of eternity, on holy-days, as well as working-days, to be showing the relics of learning, as monks do the relics of their saints - without working one - one single miracle with them?

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

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

It is curious to observe the triumph of slight incidents over the mind; and what incredible weight they have in forming and governing our opinions, both of men and things, that trifles light as air shall waft a belief into the soul, and plant it so immovable within it, that Euclid's demonstrations, could they be brought to batter it in breach, should not all have power to overthrow it!

When the affections so kindly break loose, Joy, is another name for Religion.

God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.

A coward never forgives.