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How Beautiful Is Death, When Earn'd By Virtue!

What Sculpture Is To A Block Of Marble, Education Is To The Human Soul.

It Happened Very Providentially, To The Honor Of The Christian Religion, That It Did Not Take Its Rise In The Dark Illiterate Ages Of The World, But At A Time When Arts And Sciences Were At Their Height.

There Is Nothing Which Strengthens Faith More Than The Observance Of Morality.

To Be Perfectly Just Is An Attribute Of The Divine Nature; To Be So To The Utmost Of Our Abilities, Is The Glory Of Man.