We never respect those who amuse us, however we may smile at their comic powers

We have a reading, a talking, and a writing public. When shall we have a thinking?

He who would remain honest ought to keep away want.

When we bring back with us the objects most dear, and find those we left unchanged, we are tempted to doubt the lapse of time; but one link in the chain of affection broken, and every thing seems altered.

The most certain mode of making people content with us is to make them content with themselves.

Those can most easily dispense with society who are the most calculated to adorn it; they only are dependent on it who possess no mental resources, for though they bring nothing to the general mart, like beggars, they are too poor to stay at home.

Superstition is only the fear of belief, while religion is the confidence.