A little grit in the eye destroyeth the sight of the very heavens, and a little malice or envy a world of joys. One wry principle in the mind is of infinite consequence.

Had we not loved ourselves at all, we could never have been obliged to love anything. So that self-love is the basis of all love.

I will not by the noise of bloody wars and the dethroning of kings advance you to glory: but by the gentle ways of peace and love.

Principles are like a seed in the ground; they must continually be visited with heavenly influences or else your life will be a barren field.

To love one person with a private love is poor and miserable: to love all is glorious.

An empty book is like an Infant's soul, in which anything may be written.

You are as prone to love as the sun is to shine; it being the most delightful and natural employment of the soul of humans.