I shall drink to the Pope, if you please, still, to conscience first, and to the Pope afterwards.

How many writers are there... who, breaking up their subject into details, destroy its life, and defraud us of the whole by their anxiety about the parts.

There is in stillness oft a magic power To calm the breast when struggling passions lower, Touched by its influence, in the soul arise Diviner feelings, kindred with the skies.

Satan is inconsistent. He persuades a man not to go to a synagogue on a cold morning; yet when the man does go, he follows him into it.

Go down again - I dwell among the people.

Men will die upon dogma but will not fall victim to a conclusion.

All men have a reason, but not all men can give a reason.