Sow An Action, Reap A Habit.

We Are Apt To Mistake Our Vocation By Looking Out Of The Way For Occasions To Exercise Great And Rare Virtues, And By Stepping Over The Ordinary Ones That Lie Directly In The Road Before Us.

We Are Too Ready To Imagine That We Are Religious, Because We Know Something Of Religion. We Appropriate To Ourselves The Pious Sentiments We Read, And We Talk As If The Thoughts Of Other Men's Heads Were Really The Feelings Of Our Own Hearts. But Piety Has Not Its Seat In The Memory, But In The Affections, For Which However The Memory Is An Excellent Purveyor, Though A Bad Substitute.

If I Wished To Punish My Enemy, I Should Make Him Hate Somebody.

Expectation ... Quickens Desire, While Possession Deadens It.

If We Commit Any Crime, Or Do Any Good Here, It Must Be In Thought; For Our Words Are Few And Our Deeds None At All.