A nation may be ever so civilized and yet lack wisdom.
When the reptile is attacked at one mouth of his burrow, he shows himself at another.
Superfluous wealth can buy superfluities only.
To the sick the doctors wisely recommend a change of air and scenery.
Must the citizen ever for a moment, or in the least degree, resigns his conscience to the legislator? Why has every man a conscience then? I think that we should be men first, and subjects afterward.
If it is surely the means to the highest end we know, can any work be humble or disgusting? Will it not rather be elevating as a ladder, the means by which we are translated?