The whole glory of virtue resides in activity.

Hatred is inveterate anger.

Times are bad. Children no longer obey their parents, and everyone is writing a book.

"What greater gift can we offer the republic than to teach and instruct our youth?"

A nation can survive its fools, and even the ambitious. But it cannot survive treason from within. An enemy at the gates is less formidable, for he is known and carries his banner openly. But the traitor moves amongst those within the gate freely, his sly whispers rustling through all the alleys, heard in the very halls of government itself.

If we are forced, at every hour, to watch or listen to horrible events, this constant stream of ghastly impressions will deprive even the most delicate among us of all respect for humanity.

It is difficult to set bounds to the price unless you first set bounds to the wish.