The parable of the prodigal son, the most beautiful fiction that ever was invented; our Saviour's speech to His disciples, with which He closed His earthly ministrations, full of the sublimest dignity and tenderest affection, surpass everything that I ever read; and like the spirit by which they were dictated, fly directly to the heart.

Good sense, good health, good conscience, and good fame,--all these belong to virtue, and all prove that virtue has a title to your love.

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

If my resolution to be a great man was half so strong as it is to despise the shame of being a little one.

A noisy man is always in the right.

The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.

The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.