Nothing Tends So Much To The Advancement

The Ideal Life Is That Which Has Few Friends, But Many Acquaintances.

Experimental Science Hardly Ever Affords Us More Than Approximations To The Truth; And Whenever Many Agents Are Concerned We Are In Great Danger Of Being Mistaken.

And By The Influence Of Heat, Light, And Electrical Powers, There Is A Constant Series Of Changes; Matter Assumes New Forms, The Destruction Of One Order Of Beings Tends To The Conservation Of Another; Solution And Consolidation, Decay And Renovation, Are Connected; And Whilst The Parts Of The System Continue In A State Of Fluctuation And Change, The Order And Harmony Of The Whole Remain Unalterable.

The Whole Language Of Nature Informs Us, That In Animated Beings There Is Something Above Our Powers Of Investigation; Something Which Employs, Combines, And Arranges The Gross Elements Of Matter - A Spark Of Celestial Fire, By Which Life Is Kindled And Preserved, And Which, If Even The Instruments It Employs Are Indestructible In Their Essence, Must Itself, Of Necessity, Be Immortal.

I Envy No Quality Of The Mind Or Intellect In Others; Not Genius, Power, Wit, Nor Fancy; But, If I Could Choose What Would Be Most Delightful, And, I Believe, Most Useful To Me, I Should Prefer A Firm Religious Belief To Every Other Blessing.