Those flimsy webs that break as soon as wrought, attain not to the dignity of thought.

But, oh, Thou bounteous Giver of all good, Thou art, of all Thy gifts, Thyself thy crown!

Great offices will have great talents, and God gives to every man the virtue, temper, understanding, taste, that lifts him into life, and lets him fall just in the niche he was ordained to fill.

War's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.

No wisdom that she may gain by experience and reflection hereafter, will compensate the loss of her present hilarity.

Fanaticism, the false fire of an overheated mind.

Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books.