Glory, built on selfish principles, is shame and guilt.

To impute our recovery to medicine, and to carry our view no further, is to rob God of His honor, and is saying in effect that He has parted with the keys of life and death, and, by giving to a drug the power to heal us, has placed our lives out of His own reach.

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

And diff'ring judgments serve but to declare that truth lies somewhere, if we knew but where.

Admirals extolled for standing still, or doing nothing with a deal of skill.

A fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion; a temper passionate and fierce may suddenly your joys disperse at one immense explosion.

Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.