My dominion ends where that of conscience begins.
Malice delights to blacken the characters of prominent men.
Show me a family of readers, and I will show you the people who move the world.
Do you know what is more hard to bear than the reverses of fortune? It is the baseness, the hideous ingratitude, of man.
History paints the human heart.
If I had to choose a religion, the sun as the universal giver of life would be my god.