You can preach a better sermon with your life than with your lips.

O friendship! thou fond soother of the human breast, to thee we fly in every calamity; to thee the wretched seek for succor; on thee the care-tired son of misery fondly relies; from thy kind assistance the unfortunate always hopes relief, and may be sure of--disappointment.

Fear guides more than gratitude.

Taste is the power of relishing or rejecting whatever is offered for the entertainment of the imagination.

In all the silent manliness of grief.

Logicians have but ill defined As rational the human mind; Reason, they say, belongs to man, But let them prove it if they can.

On the stage he was natural, simple, affecting, 'Twas only when he was off, he was acting.