A sophistical rhetorician, inebriated with the exuberance of his own verbosity, and gifted with an egotistical imagination that can at all times command an interminable and inconsistent series of arguments to malign an opponent and to glorify himself.

If a man be gloomy let him keep to himself. No one has the right to go croaking about society, or what is worse, looking as if he stifled grief.

Youth is a blunder; Manhood a struggle, Old Age a regret.

There is no education like adversity.

There is no waste of time like making excuses.

You will in due season find your property is less valuable, and your freedom less complete.

Nine-tenths of all existing books are nonsense.