Our dignity is not in what we do, but what we understand.

History is a pack of lies about events that never happened told by people who weren't there.

If a man really knew himself he would utterly despise the ignorant notions others might form on a subject in which he had such matchless opportunities for observation.

The true Christian is in all countries a pilgrim and a stranger.

What better comfort have we, or what other Profit in living Than to feed, sobered by the truth of Nature, Awhile upon her beauty, And hand her torch of gladness to the ages Following after?

Philosophy may describe unreasoning, as it may describe force; it cannot hope to refute them.

A string of excited, fugitive, miscellaneous pleasures is not happiness; happiness resides in imaginative reflection and judgment, when the picture of one's life, or of human life, as it truly has been or is, satisfies the will, and is gladly accepted.