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God made the country, and man made the town. - What wonder, then, that health and virtue should most abound, and least be threatened in the fields and groves.

God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform. He plants his footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm.

Great offices will have great talents, and God gives to every man the virtue, temper, understanding, taste, that lifts him into life, and lets him fall just in the niche he was ordained to fill.

Grief is itself a med'cine.

Habits are soon assumed; but when we endeavor to strip them off, it is being flayed alive.

Happiness depends, as Nature shows, less on exterior things than most suppose.

Happy the man who sees a God employed in all the good and ill that checker life.

He comes, the herald of a noisy world, news from all nations lumbering at his back; a messenger of grief perhaps to thousands, and a joy to some.

He is the freeman whom the truth makes free, and all are slaves beside.

He that has seen both sides of fifty has lived to little purpose if he has no other views of the world than he had when he was much younger.

How much a dunce that has been sent to roam Excels a dunce that has been kept at home!

How sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude! but grant me still a friend in my retreat, whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet.

Hypocrisy, detest her as we may, and no man's hatred ever wronged her yet, may claim this merit still, that she admits the worth of what she mimics with such care.

I praise the Frenchman; his remark was shrewd, - "How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude." But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper - Solitude is sweet.

I would not enter on my list of friends the man who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.

In all the vast and the minute, we see the unambiguous footsteps of the God, who gives its luster to the insect's wing, and wheels his throne upon the rolling worlds.

It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme rudely appealed to on each trifling theme. - Maintain your rank, vulgarity despise. - To swear is neither brave, polite, nor wise.

Knowledge dwells in heads replete with thoughts of other men; wisdom, in minds attentive to their own.

Knowledge is proud that it knows so much; wisdom is humble that it knows no more.

Labor was the primal curse, but it was softened into mercy, and made the pledge of cheerful days, and nights without a groan.

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