Zeal, the blind conductor of the will.
Interest makes all seem reason that leads to it.
If by the people you understand the multitude, the hoi polloi, 'tis no matter what they think; they are sometimes in the right, sometimes in the wrong; their judgment is a mere lottery.
We must beat the iron while it is hot, but we may polish it at leisure.
Great wits are sure to madness near allied, and thin partitions do their bounds divide.
Either be wholly slaves or wholly free.