Passion is the mob of the man, that commits a riot upon his reason.
Neither despise nor oppose what thou dost not understand.
They have a right to censure that have a heart to help.
If a civil word or two will render a man happy, he must be a wretch indeed who will not tell them to him.
We have a call to do good, as often as we have the power and occasion.
Were the superfluities of a nation valued, and made a perpetual tax or benevolence, there would be more alms-houses than poor, schools than scholars, and enough to spare for government besides.