The two offices of memory are collection and distribution.
Integrity without knowledge is weak and useless, and knowledge without integrity is dangerous and dreadful.
Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.
Friendship is not always the sequel of obligation.
I look upon every day to be lost, in which I do not make a new acquaintance.
Sorrow is the mere rust of the soul. Activity will cleanse and brighten it.