That Silence Is One Of The Great

Man Can See His Reflection In Water Only When He Bends Down Close To It, And The Heart Of Man, Too, Must Lean Down To The Heart Of His Fellow; Then It Will See Itself Within His Heart.

My Plan Of Instruction Is Extremely Simple And Limited. They Learn, On Week-days, Such Coarse Works As May Fit Them For Servants. I Allow Of No Writing For The Poor. My Object Is Not To Make Fanatics, But To Train Up The Lower Classes In Habits Of Industry And Piety.

Imagination Frames Events Unknown, In Wild, Fantastic Shapes Of Hideous Ruin, And What It Fears Creates.

I Am Persuaded That There Is No Affection Of The Human Heart More Exquisitely Pure, Than That Which Is Felt By A Grateful Son Towards A Mother.

Perish Discretion, When It Interferes With Duty!