It is only by instigation of the wrongs of men that what are called the Rights of Man become turbulent and dangerous.

Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.

Like streams that keep a summer mind Snow-hid in Jenooary.

The greatest homage we can pay to truth, is to use it.

Console yourself, dear man and brother; whatever you may be sure of, be sure at least of this, that you are dreadfully like other people. Human nature has a much greater genius for sameness than for originality.

What visionary tints the year puts on, When falling leaves falter through motionless air Or numbly cling and shiver to be gone! How shimmer the low flats and pastures bare, As with her nectar Hebe Autumn fills The bowl between me and those distant hills, And smiles and shakes abroad her misty, tremulous hair!

The material of thought re-acts upon the thought itself.