...trifling employments have rendered woman a trifler.

Why is our fancy to be appalled by terrific perspectives of a hell beyond the grave?

The mind will ever be unstable that has only prejudices to rest on.

Man preys on man; and you mourn for the idle tapestry that decorated a gothic pillar, and the dronish bell that summoned the fat priest to prayer. You mourn for the empty pageant of a name, when slavery flaps her wing, ... Why is our fancy to be appalled by terrific perspectives of a hell beyond the grave? - Hell stalks abroad; - the lash resounds on the slave's naked sides; and the sick wretch, who can no longer earn the sour bread of unremitting labour, steals to a ditch to bid the world a long good night.

No man chooses evil because it's evil. He only mistakes it for happiness, the good he seeks.

Judicious books enlarge the mind and improve the heart.

Weakness may excite tenderness, and gratify the arrogant pride of man; but the lordly caresses of a protector will not gratify a noble mind that pants for, and deserves to be respected. Fondness is a poor substitute for friendship.