A nickname is the heaviest stone that the devil can throw at a man. It is a bugbear to the imagination, and, though we do not believe in it, it still haunts our apprehensions.

He who comes up to his own idea of greatness must always have had a very low standard of it in his mind.

Men of gravity are intellectual stammerers, whose thoughts move slowly.

Those who have had none of the cares of this life to harass and disturb them, have been obliged to have recourse to the hopes and fears of the next to vary the prospect before them.

The perfect joys of heaven do not satisfy the cravings of nature.

There is no one thoroughly despicable. We cannot descend much lower than an idiot; and an idiot has some advantages over a wise man.

Grace has been defined as the outward expression of the inward harmony of the soul.