Great ideas travel slowly, and for a time noiselessly, as the gods whose feet were shod with wool.

Swift defined observation to be an old man's memory.

The truth will set you free, but first it will make you miserable.

You and I are now nearly in middle age, and have not yet become soured and shrivelled with the wear and tear of life. Let us pray to be delivered from that condition where life and nature have no fresh, sweet sensations for us.

God reigns, and the Government at Washington still lives!

We hold reunions, not for the dead, for there is nothing in all the earth that you and I can do for the dead. They are past our help and past our praise. We can add to them no glory, we can give to them no immortality. They do not need us, but forever and forever more we need them.

In the long, fierce struggle for freedom of opinion, the press, like the Church, counted its martyrs by thousands.