Did ever woman, since the creation of the world, interrupt a man with such a silly question?

We lose the right of complaining sometimes, by denying something, but this often triples its force.

I once asked a hermit in Italy how he could venture to live alone, in a single cottage, on the top of a mountain, a mile from any habitation? He replied, that Providence was his next-door neighbor.

It appears an extraordinary thing to me, that since there is such a diabolical spirit in the depravity of human nature, as persecution for difference of opinion in religious tenets, there never happened to be any inquisition, any auto da fe, any crusade, among the Pagans.

One may as well be asleep as to read for anything but to improve his mind and morals, and regulate his conduct.

Certainly it was ordained as a scourge upon the pride of human wisdom, that the wisest of us all, should thus outwit ourselves, and eternally forego our purposes in the intemperate act of pursuing them.

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