Men will wrangle for religion, write for it, fight for it, die for it; anything but live for it.

Those who worship gold in a world so corrupt as this we live in have at least one thing to plead in defense of their idolatry--the power of their idol. It is true that, like other idols, it can neither move, see, hear, feel, nor understand; but, unlike other idols, it has often communicated all these powers to those who had them not, and annihilated them in those who had. This idol can boast of two peculiarities; it is worshipped in all climates, without a single temple, and by all classes, without a single hypocrite.

Tyrants have not yet discovered any chains that can fetter the mind.

Sturdy beggars can bear stout denials.

Precisely in proportion to our own intellectual weakness will be our credulity as to those mysterious powers assumed by others.

Men are born with two eyes, but with one tongue, in order that they should see twice as much as they say.

None of us are so much praised or censured as we think.