It is very easy to accuse a government of imperfection, for all mortal things are full of it.

Virtue cannot be followed but for herself, and if one sometimes borrows her mask to some other purpose, she presently pulls it away again.

Reason has so many forms that we do not know which to choose-Experiment has no fewer.

No pleasure is fully delightful without communications, and no delight absolute except imparted.

He that had never seen a river, imagined the first he met with to be the sea.

I have never known a greater miracle, or monster, than myself.

I am one of those who hold that poetry is never so blithe as in a wanton and irregular subject.