History, like love, is so apt to surround her heroes with an atmosphere of imaginary brightness.

When men struggle for the single life God has given them ... even their own kind seem no more than the beasts of the wood.

The listeners got some such insights into their past lives, as one gets into the darker parts of the woods, when a stray gleam of sunshine finds its way down to the roots of the trees.

Slavery is no more sinful, by the Christian code, than it is sinful to wear a whole coat, while another is in tatters, to eat a better meal than a neighbor, or otherwise to enjoy ease and plenty, while our fellow creatures are suffering and in want.

The sublimity connected with vastness, is familiar to every eye.

Friendship that flows from the heart cannot be frozen by adversity, as the water that flows from the spring cannogt congeal in winter.

Systems are to be appreciated by their general effects, and not by particular exceptions.