Why was this heart of mine formed with so much sensibility! Or why not my fortune adapted to its impulses! Tenderness without a capacity of relieving only makes the man who feels it more wretched than the object which sues for assistance.

Wisdom makes a slow defense against trouble, though a sure one in the end.

Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.

Friendship is made up of esteem and pleasure; pity is composed of sorrow and contempt: the mind may for some time fluctuate between them, but it can never entertain both at once.

The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules, the royal game of goose.

We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo; all our adventures were by the fireside, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown.

The heart of every man lies open to the shafts of correction if the archer can take proper aim.