Human happiness seems to consist in three ingredients: action, pleasure and indolence.

Reason is, and ought only to be the slave of the passions, and can never pretend to any other office than to serve and obey them.

I am apt to suspect the Negroes to be naturally inferior to the Whites. There scarcely ever was a civilization of their complexion, nor even any individual, eminent either in action or speculation.

I do not have enough faith to believe there is no god.

The mention of one apartment in a building naturally introduces an enquiry or discourse concerning the others: and if we think ofa wound, we can scarcely forbear reflecting on the pain which follows it.

We make allowance for a certain degree of selfishness in men; because we know it to be inseparable from human nature, and inherent in our frame and constitution. By this reflexion we correct those sentiments of blame, which so naturally arise upon any opposition.

And what is the greatest number? Number one.