... in a wicked way, it is an incentive to good living to observe the spice of enjoyment there is to a godly soul in a very little sin.
It is useless to deny that, unless one has a genius for imparting knowledge, teaching is a drudgery.
Hearts don't come when Reason whistles to 'em.
Truth is like heat or light; its vibrations are endless, and are endlessly felt.
Habit does much to reconcile us to unpleasantness.
Some time in our lives every man and woman of us, putting out our hands toward the stars, touch on either side our prison walls the immutable limitations of temperament