The Eye Is Inlet To The Soul.

Some Clergymen Make A Motto, Instead Of A Theme, Of Their Texts.

Prosperity Seems To Be Scarcely Safe, Unless It Be Mixed With A Little Adversity.

Folly Is Like The Growth Of Weeds, Always Luxurious And Spontaneous; Wisdom, Like Flowers, Requires Cultivation.

It Is The Nature Of Intellect To Strive To Improve In Intellectual Power.

If We Are At Peace With God And Our Own Conscience, What Enemy Among Men Need We Fear?