Memory, bosom-spring of joy.

Stimulate the heart to love and the mind to be early accurate, and all other virtues will rise of their own accord, and all vices will be thrown out.

Every human feeling is greater and larger than its exciting cause-a proof, I think, that man is designed for a higher state of existence.

The fancy is indeed no other than a mode of memory emancipated from the order of time and space.

How did the atheist get his idea of that God whom he denies?

Plagiarists are always suspicious of being stolen from.

Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.