People can commend the weather without envy.

Avarice is the most oppose of all characters to that of God Almighty, whose alone it is to give and not receive.

So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return.

Patience is the panacea; but where does it grow, or who can swallow it?

A large, branching, aged oak is perhaps the most venerable of all inanimate objects.

Let us be careful to distinguish modesty, which is ever amiable, from reserve, which is only prudent.

A wound in the friendship of young persons, as in the bark of young trees, may be so grown over as to leave no scar. The case is very different in regard to old persons and old timber. The reason of this may be accountable from the decline of the social passions, and the prevalence of spleen, suspicion, and rancor towards the latter part of life.