Religion seems to have grown an infant with age, and requires miracles to nurse it, as it had in its infancy.

It is a miserable thing to live in suspense; it is the life of the spider.

If a man will observe as he walks the streets, I believe he will find the merriest countenances in mourning coaches.

Silks, velvets, calicoes, and the whole lexicon of female fopperies.

For in reason, all government without the consent of the governed is the very definition of slavery.

A little grain of the romance is no ill ingredient to preserve and exalt the dignity of human nature, without which it is apt to degenerate into everything that is sordid, vicious and low.

The ruin of a State is generally preceded by an universal degeneracy of manners and contempt of religion.