Hatred Is Self-punishment.

Real Happiness Is Cheap Enough, Yet How Dearly We Pay For Its Counterfeit.

O Sin, How You Paint Your Face! How You Flatter Us Poor Mortals On To Death! You Never Appear To The Sinner In Your True Character; You Make Fair Promises, But You Never Fulfil One; Your Tongue Is Smoother Than Oil, But The Poison Of Asps Is Under Your Lip!

Our Blessings Are The Least Heeded, Because The Most Common Events Of Life.

The Act Of Divine Worship Is The Inestimable Privilege Of Man, The Only Created Being Who Bows In Humility And Adoration.

A Chaste And Lucid Style Is Indicative Of The Same Personal Traits In The Author.