Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
Not to ask is not be denied.
Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
The secret pleasure of a generous act Is the great mind's great bribe.
The fortitude of a Christian consists in patience, not in enterprises which the poets call heroic, and which are commonly the effects of interest, pride and worldly honor.