Some people talk of morality, and some of religion, but give me a little snug property.

Those who are animated by hope can perform what would seem impossibilities to those who are under the depressing influence of fear.

Those who have lived in a house with spoiled children must have a lively recollection of the degree of torment they can inflict upon all who are within sight or hearing.

How is it that hope so powerfully excites, and fear so absolutely depresses all our faculties?

sometimes the very faults of parents produce a tendency to opposite virtues in their children.

Artificial manners vanish the moment the natural passions are touched.

When one illusion vanishes, another shall appear, and, still leading me forward towards an horizon that retreats as I advance, the happy prospect of futurity shall vanish only with my existence.