The subtleties of mathematics defecate the grossness of our apprehension, and supply the elements of a sounder and severer logic.

What indeed is life, unless so far as it is enjoyed? It does not merit the name.

In a well-written book we are presented with the maturest reflections, or the happiest flights of a mind of uncommon excellence. It is impossible that we can be much accustomed to such companions without attaining some resemblance to them.

Let us not, in the eagerness of our haste to educate, forget all the ends of education.

In cases where every thing is understood, and measured, and reduced to rule, love is out of the question.

The lessons of their early youth regulated the conduct of their riper years.

Hereditary wealth is in reality a premium paid to idleness.