A man's grammar, like Caesar's wife, must not only be pure, but above suspicion of impurity.

I have not only labored solely for the benefit of others (receiving for myself a miserable pittance), but have been forced to model my thoughts at the will of men whose imbecility was evident to all but themselves

The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.

There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad humanity must assume the aspect of Hell.

Convinced myself, I seek not to convince.

The enormous multiplication of books in every branch of knowledge is one of the greatest evils of this age, since it presents one of the most serious obstacles to the acquisition of correct information by throwing in the reader's way piles of lumber in which he must painfully grope for the scraps of useful matter, peradventure interspersed.

Invisible things are the only realities.