The etymologist finds the deadest word to have been once a brilliant picture.

I count him a great man who inhabits a higher sphere of thought, into which other men rise with labor and difficulty; he has but to open his eyes to see things in a true light, and in large relations; whilst they must make painful corrections, and keep a vigilant eye on many sources of error.

A man is the facade of a temple wherein all wisdom and all good abide.

For every grain of wit there is a grain of folly.

It is one of the beautiful compensations in this life that no one can sincerely try to help another without helping himself.

Do not spill thy soul in running hither and yon, grieving over the mistakes and the vices of others. The one person whom it is most necessary to reform is yourself.

Nature suffers nothing to remain in her kingdom which cannot help itself.