Fame - a few words upon a tombstone, and the truth of those not to be depended on.

He that shrinks from the grave with too great a dread, has an invisible fear behind him pushing him into it.

Judicious praise is to children what the sun is to flowers.

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

A profusion of fancies and quotations is out of place in a love-letter. True feeling is always direct, and never deviates into by-ways to cull flowers of rhetoric.

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.

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