Perhaps man is the only being that can properly be called idle.

There is certainly no greater happiness than to be able to look back on a life usefully and virtuously employed, to trace our own progress in existence, by such tokens as excite neither shame nor sorrow.

Beauty, without kindness, dies unenjoyed and undelighting.

The life of a conscientious clergyman is not easy. I have always considered a clergyman as the father of a larger family than he is able to maintain. I would rather have chancery suits upon my hands than the cure of souls.

Kindness is in our power, even when fondness is not.

The essence of poetry is invention; such invention as, by producing something unexpected, surprises and delights.

Tomorrow is an old deceiver, and his cheat never grows stale.