Party is the madness of many for the gain of a few.
We have enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another.
How often do we contradict the right rules of reason in the whole course of our lives! Reason itself is true and just, but the reason of every particular man is weak and wavering, perpetually swayed and turned by his interests, his passions, and his vices.
My hunger serves me instead of a clock.
Ay, do despise me, I'm the prouder for it; I like to be despised.
It may pass for a maxim in State, that the administration cannot be placed in too few hands, nor the legislature in too many.