What health is to the body, what sweetness is to the lark's song, what perfume is to the rose, that morality is to culture and character.

Drunkenness and gluttony have not more power to blear the eye than immorality to degrade the soul.

When Homer tells us that Ulysses escaped unharmed from the enchanted palace, but suffered injury from his unfaithfulness to a friend, the poet wishes us to know that it is easier to recover from the poison of Circe's cup than to escape the effect of disobedience to the laws of God.
Fortunately nature is so organized as to keep the consequences of ill-doing ever before man's eyes.

Disobeying the law of fire man is burned; disobeying the law of steam man is scalded; disobeying the law of honor friends avert their faces, or the door of the jail closes behind the wrongdoer.

So few are these laws and so simple that they could not be plainer were they emblazoned upon the sky as an ever-present scroll.