The spirit of Greece, passing through and ascending above the world, hath so animated universal nature, that the very rocks and woods, the very torrents and wilds burst forth with it.

Tyrants never perish from tyranny, but always from folly,-when their fantasies have built up a palace for which the earth has no foundation.

When the mind loses its feeling for elegance, it grows corrupt and groveling, and seeks in the crowd what ought to be found at home.

The heart that once has been bathed in love's pure fountain retains the pulse of youth forever.

Hope is the mother of faith.

We may receive so much light as not to see, and so much philosophy as to be worse than foolish.

Little men build up great ones, but the snow colossus soon melts; the good stand under the eye of God, and therefore stand.