Partial culture runs to the ornate, extreme culture to simplicity.

Most books fail, not so much from a want of ability in their authors, as from an absence in their productions of a thorough development of their ability.

The body of a sensualist is the coffin of a dead soul.

The busiest of living agents are certain dead men's thoughts.

All men are alike in their lower natures; it is in their higher characters that they differ.

There are some weaknesses that are peculiar and distinctive to generous characters, as freckles are to a fair skin.

It may almost be held that the hope of commercial gain has done nearly as much for the cause of truth as even the love of truth.