Turbid are all the streams of earthly pleasures, and fully now I realize those lines, which once seemed the essence of misanthropy-- 'I thought upon this hollow world, And all its hollow crew.' For a time I found delight in intellectual pursuits, but soon wearied of what failed to bring real comfort in hours of trial." "You need some employment to draw forth every faculty: in a life of active benevolence and usefulness, this will be supplied.

Do not give vent to feelings of satiety or ennui; your future should be bright--no dangers threaten, and many and important duties await you in life.

God has so constituted us, that happiness alone springs from the faithful discharge of these.

Every earthly resource fails to bring contentment, unless accompanied by an active, trusting faith in God, and hope of blessedness in heaven.

Wealth, beauty, genius are as naught; and fame, that hollow, gilded bauble, brings not the promised delight, and an aching void remains in the embittered heart.