Nothing is so fortunate for mankind as its diversity of opinion.

of all the follies that we can commit, the greatest is to hesitate.

In sad truth, half our forebodings of our neighbors are but our own wishes, which we are ashamed to utter in any other form.

Perhaps, from an innate desire of justification, sorrow always exaggerates itself. Memory is quite one of Job's friends; and the past is ever ready to throw its added darkness on the present.

Habit is a second nature, and what was at first pleasure, is next necessity.

Our first love-letter ... There is so much to be said, and which no words seems exactly to say - the dread of saying too much is so nicely balanced by the fear of saying too little. Hope borders on presumption, and fear on reproach.

To this hour, the great science and duty of politics is lowered by the petty leaven of small and personal advantage.