Where mystery begins religion ends.

[Slavery] is a weed that grows in every soil.

He that borrows the aid of an equal understanding doubles his own; he that uses that of a superior elevates his own to the stature of that he contemplates.

A great deal of the furniture of ancient tyranny is torn to rags; the rest is entirely out of fashion.

I do ride contend against the advantages of distrust. In the world we live in, it is but too necessary. Some of old called it the very sinews of discretion.

It is the function of a judge not to make but to declare the law, according to the golden mete-wand of the law and not by the crooked cord of discretion.

Of this stamp is the cant of, Not men, but measures.