Reading and sauntering and lounging and dosing, which I call thinking, is my supreme Happiness.

A wise man proportions his belief to the evidence.

All morality depends upon our sentiments; and when any action or quality of the mind pleases us after a certain manner we say it is virtuous; and when the neglect or nonperformance of it displeases us after a like manner, we say that we lie under an obligation to perform it.

What a peculiar privilege has this little agitation of the brain which we call 'thought'.

Mankind are always found prodigal both of blood and treasure in the maintenance of public justice.

When we reflect on our past sentiments and affections, our thought is a faithful mirror, and copies its objects truly; but the colours which it employs are faint and dull, in comparison of those in which our original perceptions were clothed.

The whole [of religion] is a riddle, an ænigma, an inexplicable mystery. Doubt, uncertainty, suspence of judgment appear the onlyresult of our most accurate scrutiny, concerning this subject.