Where wealth accumulates, men decay.

I have found by experience that they who have spent all their lives in cities contract not only an effeminacy of habit, but of thinking.

Creation's heir, the world, the world is mine!

When lovely woman stoops to folly, and finds too late that men betray, what charm can soothe her melancholy, what art can wash her guilt away?

Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray.

One man is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and the other with a wooden ladle.

There are but few talents requisite to become a popular preacher; for the people are easily pleased if they perceive any endeavors in the orator to please them. The meanest qualifications will work this effect if the preacher sincerely sets about it.