Some of your griefs you have cured, And the sharpest you still have survived, But what torments of grief you've endured From evils that never arrived.

Old and new make the warp and woof of every moment. There is no thread that is not a twist of these two strands.

Open the doors of opportunity to talent and virtue and they will do themselves justice, and property will not be in bad hands.

The youth, intoxicated with his admiration of a hero, fails to see, that it is only a projection of his own soul, which he admires.

Now every one must do after his kind, be he asp or angel, and these must.

Nature, as we know her, is no saint.... She comes eating and drinking and sinning.

Every natural fact is a symbol of some spiritual fact. Every appearance in nature corresponds to some state of the mind, and that state of the mind can only be described by presenting that natural appearance as its picture.