We are wiser than we know.

Cultivate the habit of being grateful... and ...give thanks continuously.

Wouldst thou shut up the avenues of ill, Pay every debt as if God wrote the bill.

The corruption of man is followed by the corruption of language. ... In due time, the fraud is manifest, and words lose all power to stimulate the understanding or the affections.

'Well,' said Red Jacket [to someone complaining that he had not enough time], 'I suppose you have all there is.'

By virtue of this science the poet is the Namer, or Language-maker, naming things sometimes after their appearance, sometimes after their essence, and giving to every one its own name and not another's, thereby rejoicing the intellect, which delights in detachment or boundary.

Though I am weak, yet God, when prayed, Cannot withhold his conquering aid.