The saddest thing about any man is that he be ignorant, and the most exciting thing is that he knows.
Time [is] flowing in the middle of the night.
I embrace the purpose of God and the doom assigned.
O hard, when love and duty clash!
All the youth now in England of free men, who are rich enough to be able to devote themselves to it, be set to learn as long as they are not fit for any other occupation, until they are able to read English writing well.
It becomes no man to nurse despair, but, in the teeth of clenched antagonisms, to follow up the worthiest till he die.