The greatest sweetener of human life is Friendship. To raise this to the highest pitch of enjoyment, is a secret which but few discover.
A man must be both stupid and uncharitable who believes there is no virtue or truth but on his own side.
An empty desk is a sign of a cluttered desk drawer.
Mirth is like a flash of lightning that breaks through a gloom of clouds and glitters for a moment.
But there is nothing that makes its way more directly to the Soul than Beauty, which immediately diffuses a secret satisfaction and complacency through the imagination, and gives a finishing to any thing that is Great or Uncommon.
What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life’s pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.
There is nothing that makes its way more directly into the soul than beauty.
Nature is full of wonders; every atom is a standing miracle, and endowed with such qualities, as could not be impressed on it by a power and wisdom less than infinite.
Cheerfulness is the best promoter of health and is as friendly to the mind as to the body.
I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs.
Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.
Our real blessings often appear to us in the shape of pains, losses and disappointments; but let us have patience and we soon shall see them in their proper figures.
The greatest sweetener of human life is friendship.
Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition, but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express.
Health and cheerfulness naturally beget each other.
Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth.
When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view I’m lost, in wonder, love and praise.
A just and reasonable modesty does not only recommend eloquence, but sets off every great talent which a man can be possessed of.
Colors speak all languages.
True benevolence or compassion, extends itself through the whole of existence and sympathizes with the distress of every creature capable of sensation.