Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.

The emptiness and folly of retaliation are apparent from every example which can be brought forward. Not only Jesus Christ, but the most eminent professors of every sect of philosophy, have reasoned against this futile superstition.

Death will come when thou art dead, soon, too soon.

As belief is a passion of the mind, no degree of criminality is attachable to disbelief.

This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.

One word is too often profaned For me to profane it, One feeling too falsely disdain'd For thee to disdain it. One hope too like dispair For prudence to smother, I can give not what men call love: But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And heaven rejects not: The desire of the moth for the star, The devotion of something afar From the sphere of our sorrow?

Necessity, thou mother of the world!