The world has no sympathy with any but positive griefs. It will pity you for what you lose; never for what you lack
I study much, and the more I study, the oftener I go back to those first principles which are so simple that childhood itself can lisp them.
Old age is not one of the beauties of creation, but it is one of its harmonies.
Feeling loves a subdued light.
The injustice of men subserves the justice of God, and often His mercy.
He who has ceased to enjoy his friend's superiority has ceased to love him.