It is precisely in knowing its limits that philosophy consists.
The yellow Indians do have a meagre talent. The Negroes are far below them, and at the lowest point are a part of the American people.
But only he who, himself enlightened, is not afraid of shadows.
How then is perfection to be sought? Wherein lies our hope? In education, and in nothing else.
Beneficence is a duty.
Apart from moral conduct, all that man thinks himself able to do in order to become acceptable to God is mere superstition and religious folly.