Man is the merriest species of the creation; all above or below him are serious.

My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death?

Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter.

Unbounded courage and compassion join'd, Tempering each other in the victor's mind, Alternately proclaim him good and great, And make the hero and the man complete.

The pride of woman, natural to her, never sleeps until modesty is gone.

There is not, in my opinion, anything more mysterious in nature than this instinct in animals, which thus rise above reason, and yet fall infinitely short of it.

When men are easy in their circumstances, they are naturally enemies to innovations.