James Beattie quotes:

No jealousy their dawn of love overcast, nor blasted were their wedded days with strife; each season looked delightful as it past, to the fond husband and the faithful wife.

At the close of the day when the hamlet is still, and mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, when naught but the torrent is heard on the hill, and naught but the nightingale's song in the grove.

How sweet the words of Truth, breathed from the lips of Love.

He thought as a sage, though he felt like a man.

And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.

Inflexible in faith, invincible in arms.

Some deemed him wondrous wise, and some believed him mad.

The aim of education should be to teach us rather how to think, than what to think - rather to improve our minds, so as to enable us to think for ourselves, than to load the memory with the thoughts of other men.