Greatness of any kind has no greater foe than a habit of drinking.

If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.

Guilt, though it may attain temporal splendor, can never confer real happiness; the evil consequences of our crimes long survive their commission, and, like the ghosts of the murdered, forever haunt the steps of the malefactor; while the paths of virtue, though seldom those of worldly greatness, are always those of pleasantness and peace.

To be ambitious of true honor, of the true glory and perfection of our natures, is the very principle and incentive of virtue.

The way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have know a better day.

The heart-sick faintness of the hope delayed!

The will to do, the soul to dare..