If a man is not rising upward to be an angel, depend on it, he is sinking downward to be a devil.

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.

Fear gives sudden instincts of skill.

A rogue is a roundabout fool.

Every reform, however necessary, will by weak minds be carried to an excess, that itself will need reforming.

Every crime has, in the moment of its perpetration, Its own avenging angel-dark misgiving, An ominous sinking at the inmost heart.

The once red leaf, the last of its clan, that dances as often as dance it can.