I laugh, for hope hath a happy place with me; If my boat sinks, 'tis to another sea.

Most joyful let the Poet be, it is through him that all men see.

War will never yield but to the principles of universal justice and love, and these have no sure root but in the religion of Jesus Christ.

Natural amiableness is too often seen in company with sloth, with uselessness, with the vanity of fashionable life.

War is to be ranked among the most dreadful calamities which fall on a guilty world; and, what deserves consideration, it tends to multiply and perpetuate itself without end. It feeds and grows on the blood which it sheds. The passions, from which it springs, gain strength and fury from indulgence.

Other blessings may be taken away, but if we have acquired a good friend by goodness, we have a blessing which improves in value when others fail.

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