The last excessive feelings of delight are always grave.

May exalting and humanizing thoughts forever accompany me, making me confident without pride, and modest without servility.

The person who can be only serious or only cheerful, is but half a man.

Bread, milk and butter are of venerable antiquity. They taste of the morning of the world.

The fish is swift, small-needing, vague yet clear, A cold, sweet, silver life, wrapped in round waves.

Improvement is nature.

Those who have lost an infant are never, in a way, without an infant.