Ideas are like matter, infinitely divisible. It is not given to us to get down so to speak to their final atoms, but to their molecular groupings-the way is never ending and the progress infinitely delightful and profitable.

There is no tyrant like custom, and no freedom where its edicts are not resisted.

A genuine passion is like a mountain stream; it admits of no impediment; it cannot go backward; it must go forward.

Rejecting the miracles of Christ, we still have the miracle of Christ Himself.

A better principle than this, that "the majority shall rule," is this other, that justice shall rule. "Justice," says the code of Justinian, "is the constant and perpetual desire to render every man his due.

Mortal beauty stings while it delights.

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.