The angels are so enamored of the language that is spoken in heaven that they will not distort their lips with the hissing and unmusical dialects of men, but speak their own, whether their be any who understand it or not.

Nature tells every secret once.

There is no beautifier of complexion, or form, or behavior, like the wish to scatter joy and not pain around us.

I am not much an advocate for traveling, and I observe that men run away to other countries because they are not good in their own, and run back to their own because they pass for nothing in the new places. For the most part, only the light characters travel. Who are you that have no task to keep you at home?

Classics which at home are drowsily read have a strange charm in a country inn, or in the transom of a merchant brig.

Every actual State is corrupt. Good men must not obey the laws too well.

The sanity of society is a balance of a thousand insanity's.