Poor fish of Rodondo! in your victimized confidence, you are of the number of those who inconsiderately trust, while they do not understand, human nature.

There seems no reason why patriotism and narrowness should go together, or why intellectual impartiality should be confounded with political trimming, or why serviceable truth should keep cloistered be a cause not partisan.

Tis no dishonor when he who would dishonor you, only dishonors himself.

The consciousness of being deemed dead, is next to the presumable unpleasantness of being so in reality. One feels like his own ghost unlawfully tenanting a defunct carcass.

Genius, all over the world, stands hand in hand, and one shock of recognition runs the whole circle round.

One would like to know, what were foes made for except to be used?

Yea, foolish mortals, Noah's flood is not yet subsided; two thirds of the fair world it yet covers.