Love Never Reasons, But Profusely Gives, Gives,

Resentment Is An Evil So Costly To Our Peace That We Should Find It More Cheap To Forgive Even Were It No More Right.

Absence In Love Is Like Water Upon Fire; A Little Quickens, But Much Extinguishes It.

Life Though A Short, Is A Working Day. Activity May Lead To Evil; But Inactivity Cannot Be Led To Good.

My Retirement Was Now Become Solitude; The Former Is, I Believe, The Best State For The Mind Of Man, The Latter Almost The Worst. In Complete Solitude, The Eye Wants Objects, The Heart Wants Attachments, The Understanding Wants Reciprocation. The Character Loses Its Tenderness When It Has Nothing To Strengthen It, Its Sweetness When It Has Nothing To Soothe It.

It Is A Sober Truth That People Who Live Only To Amuse Themselves Work Harder At The Task Than Most People Do In Earning Their Daily Bread.