Ignorance is the dominion of absurdity.

Beautiful is old age—beautiful as the slow-dropping mellow autumn of a rich glorious summer. In the old man, Nature has fulfilled her work; she loads him with blessings; she fills him with the fruits of a well-spent life; and, surrounded by his children and his children's children, she rocks him softly away to a grave, to which he is followed with blessings. God forbid we should not call it beautiful.

We enter the world alone, we leave it alone.

Just laws are no restraint upon the freedom of the good, for the good man desires nothing which a just law will interfere with.

We must have the real thing before we can have a science of a thing.

The soul of man is not a thing which comes and goes, is builded and decays like the elemental frame in which it is set to dwell, but a very living force, a very energy of God's organic will, which rules and moulds this universe.

Science rests on reason and experiment, and can meet an opponent with calmness; [but] a creed is always sensitive.