Where is he who seeing a thousand men useless and unhappy, and making the whole region forlorn by their inaction, and conscious himself of possessing the faculty they want, does not hear his call to go and be their king?

Men wish to be saved from the mischiefs of their vices, but not from their vices.

No hope so bright but is the beginning of its own fulfilment.

The sentiment of virtue is a reverence and delight in the presence of certain divine laws. It perceives that this homely game of life we play, covers, under what seem foolish details, principles that astonish.

All natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence.

The finest wits have their sediment.

The visible heavens and earth sympathize with Jesus.