For there are deeds which have no form, sufferings which have no tongue.

It is vain philosophy that supposes more causes than are exactly adequate to explain the phenomena of things.

Oh that simplicity and innocence its own unvalued work so seldom knows!

The allegory of Adam and Eve eating of the tree of evil, and entailing upon their posterity the wrath of God and the loss of everlasting life, admits of no other explanation than the disease and crime that have flowed from unnatural diet.

The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.

I consider poetry very subordinate to moral and political science.

[L]ike thee to those in sorrow, Comes to bid a sweet good-morrow To the rough year just awake In its cradle on the brake. The brightest hour of unborn Spring, Through the winter wandering, Found, it seems, the halcyon Morn To hoar February born.