And though thou notest from thy safe recess old friends burn dim, like lamps in noisome air love them for what they are; nor love them less, because to thee they are not what they were.
Alas! they had been friends in youth; but whispering tongues can poison truth.
Talk of the devil, and his horns appear.
I wish our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose and poetry; that is, prose = words in their best order; – poetry = the best words in the best order.
He who begins by loving Christianity more than Truth, will proceed by loving his sect or church better than Christianity, and end in loving himself better than all.
A mother is a mother still, The holiest thing alive.
The three great ends which a statesman ought to propose to himself in the government of a nation, are one, Security to possessors; two, facility to acquirers; and three, hope to all.
No one does anything from a single motive.
General principles… are to the facts as the root and sap of a tree are to its leaves.
How like herrings and onions our vices are in the morning after we have committed them.