Blessed is that man who knows his own distaff and has found his own spindle.

We live in the future. Even the happiness of the present is made up mostly of that delightful discontent which the hope of better things inspires.

Laws are the very bulkwarks of liberty; they define every man's rights, and defend the individual liberties of all men.

Wants keep pace with wealth always.

Ah! soul of mine! Ah! soul of mine! Thy sluggish senses are but bars That stand between thee and the stars, And shut thee from the world divine.

Nothing so obstinately stands in the way of all sorts of progress as pride of opinion. While nothing is so foolish and baseless.

Character lives in a man, reputation outside of him.