Intellectually, as politically, the direction of all true progress is towards greater freedom, and along an endless succession of ideas.

Panic is a sudden desertion of us, and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.

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

Few minds wear out; more rust out.

It is with charity as with money--the more we stand in need of it, the less we have to give away.

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

It is the nature of thought to find its way into action.