A mother is a mother still, The holiest thing alive.

Reviewers are usually people who would have been, poets, historians, biographer, if they could. They have tried their talents at one thing or another and have failed; therefore they turn critic.

Nothing is as contagious as enthusiasm. It is the real allegory of the myth of Orpheus; it moves stones, and charms brutes. It is the genius of sincerity, and truth accomplishes no victories without it.

My case is a species of madness, only that it is a derangement of the Volition, and not of the intellectual faculties.

So lonely 'twas that God himself Scarce seemed there to be.

Force yourself to reflect on what you read, paragraph by paragraph.

Happiness can be built only on virtue, and must of necessity have truth for its foundation.