Life is a tragedy wherein we sit as spectators for a while and then act our part in it.

Orators inflame the people, whose anger is really but a short fit of madness.

No man of honor, as the word is usually understood, did ever pretend that his honor obliged him to be chaste or temperate, to pay his creditors, to be useful to his country, to do good to mankind, to endeavor to be wise or learned, to regard his word, his promise, or his oath.

You cannot reason a person out of something they were not reasoned into.

Those dreams that on the silent night intrude, and with false flitting shapes our minds delude ... are mere productions of the brain. And fools consult interpreters in vain.

Vision is the Art of seeing Things invisible.

Very few men, properly speaking, live at present, but are providing to live another time.