Nothing is so fierce but love will soften; nothing so sharp-sighted in other matters but it will throw a mist before its eyes.

If we should cease to be generous and charitable because another is sordid and ungrateful, it would be much in the power of vice to extinguish Christian virtues.

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

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

Some natures are so sour and ungrateful that they are never to be obliged.

Men talk as if they believed in God, but they live as if they thought there was none; their vows and promises are no more than words, of course.

Avarice is insatiable, and is always pushing on for more.