The disposition of all power is to abuses, nor does it at all mend the matter that its possessors are a majority. Unrestrained political authority, though it be confided to masses, cannot be trusted without positive limitations, men in bodies being but an aggregation of the passions, weaknesses and interests of men as individuals.

Hope is the most treacherous of all human fancies.

It is a governing principle of nature, that the agency which can produce most good, when perverted from its proper aim, is most productive of evil.

We are all human, and all do wrong.

A soul,--a spark of the never-dying flame that separates man from all the other beings of earth.

These families, you know, are our upper crust, not upper ten thousand.

An interesting fiction... however paradoxical the assertion may appear... addresses our love of truth- not the mere love of facts expressed by true names and dates, but the love of that higher truth, the truth of nature and principals, which is a primitive law of the human mind.