And fools who came to scoff remain'd to pray.

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

As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,- Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.

Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace the day's disasters in his morning face.

In two opposite opinions, if one be perfectly reasonable, the other can't be perfectly right.

As writers become more numerous, it is natural for readers to become more indolent; whence must necessarily arise a desire of attaining knowledge with the greatest possible ease.

Those who place their affections at first on trifles for amusement, will find these trifles become at last their most serious concerns.