The happiest of pillows is not that which love first presses! it is that which death has frowned on and passed over.

Friendship may sometimes step a few paces in advance of truth.

We fancy we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.

Where power is absent we may find the robe of genius, but we miss the throne.

Those who in living fill the smallest space, In death have often left the greatest void.

A wise man will always be a Christian, because the perfection of wisdom is to know where lies tranquillity of mind and how to attain it, which Christianity teaches.

Truth is a point, the subtlest and finest; harder than adamant; never to be broken, worn away, or blunted. Its only bad quality is, that it is sure to hurt those who touch it; and likely to draw blood, perhaps the life blood, of those who press earnestly upon it.