Destiny bears us to our lot, and destiny is perhaps our own will.
Eloquence is the child of knowledge. When a mind is full, like a wholesome river, it is also clear.
Two nations between whom there is no intercourse and no sympathy; who are as ignorant of each other's habits, thoughts, and feelings, as if they were dwellers in different zones, or inhabitants of different planets. The rich and the poor.
Most people die with their music still locked up inside them.
In politics, nothing is contemptible.
The feathered arrow of satire has oft been wet with the heart's blood of its victims.