Chastity is a monkish and evangelical superstition, a greater foe to natural temperance even than unintellectual sensuality; it strikes at the root of all domestic happiness, and consigns more than half of the human race to misery.

What is Love? It is that powerful attraction towards all that we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves.

He wanders, like a day-appearing dream, Through the dim wildernesses of the mind; Through desert woods and tracts, which seem Like ocean, homeless, boundless, unconfined.

The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.

What! alive, and so bold, O earth?

It is easier to suppose that the universe has existed for all eternity than to conceive a being beyond its limits capable of creating it.

Fame, power, and gold, are loved for their own sakes - are worshipped with a blind, habitual idolatry.