Truth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam.

Truth and understanding are not such wares as to be monopolized and traded in by tickets and statutes and standards. We must not think to make a staple commodity of all the knowledge in the land, to mark and license it like our broadcloth and our woolpacks.

Oh, shame to men! devil with devil damn'd Firm concord holds, men only disagree Of creatures rational.

When language in common use in any country becomes irregular and depraved, it is followed by their ruin and degradation. For what do terms used without skill or meaning, which are at once corrupt and misapplied, denote but a people listless, supine, and ripe for servitude?

Where no hope is left, is left no fear.

And fast by, hanging in a golden chain, This pendent world, in bigness as a star Of smallest magnitude, close by the moon.

Farewell happy fields, Where joy forever dwells: Hail, horrors, hail.