It is one of the vexatious mortifications of a studious man to have his thoughts disordered by a tedious visit.

Figure-flingers and star-gazers pretend to foretell the fortunes of kingdoms, and have no foresight in what concerns themselves.

The fairest blossoms of pleasantry thrive best where the sun is not strong enough to scorch, nor the soil rank enough to corrupt.

Passions, as fire and water, are good servants, but bad masters, and subminister to the best and worst purposes.

Resolve to see the world on the sunny side and you have almost won the battle at the outset.

The very soul of the slothful does effectually but lie drowsing in his body, and the whole man is totally given up to his senses.

It is not the place, nor the condition, but the mind alone that can make anyone happy or miserable.