The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.
God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.
Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little we owe it everything. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.
Thus happiness depends, as nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.
How much a dunce that has been sent to roam, excels a dunce that has been kept at home.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Knowledge is proud that it knows so much wisdom is humble that it knows no more.
Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books.