He has outsoared the shadow of our night; envy and calumny and hate and pain, and that unrest which men miscall delight, can touch him not and torture not again; from the contagion of the world's slow stain, he is secure.

In the infancy of society every author is necessarily a poet

Truth has always been found to promote the best interests of mankind.

Kings are like stars,-they rise and set, they have The worship of the world, but no repose.

A Christian, a Deist, a Turk, and a Jew, have equal rights: they are men and brethren.

That sweet sleep which medicines all pain.

The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.