There is something nobly simple and pure in a taste for the cultivation of forest trees.

The Englishman is too apt to neglect the present good in preparing against the possible evil.

There is a remembrance of the dead to which we turn even from the charms of the living.

Surely happiness is reflective, like the light of heaven.

Villainy wears many masks; none so dangerous as the mask of virtue.

Jealous people poison their own banquet and then eat it

Critics are a kind of freebooters in the republic of letters--who, like deer, goats and divers other graminivorous animals, gain subsistence by gorging upon buds and leaves of the young shrubs of the forest, thereby robbing them of their verdure, and retarding their progress to maturity.