The men of England,- the men, I mean, of light and leading in England.

A people who are still, as it were, but in the gristle, and not yet hardened into the bone of manhood.

It is known that the taste--whatever it is--is improved exactly as we improve our judgment, by extending our knowledge, by a steady attention to our object, and by frequent exercise.

To tax and to please, no more than to love and to be wise, is not given to men.

The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise, is gone!

Where mystery begins religion ends.

The person who grieves suffers his passion to grow upon him; he indulges it, he loves it; but this never happens in the case of actual pain, which no man ever willingly endured for any considerable time.