Leave the poor Some time for self-improvement. Let them not Be forced to grind the bones out of their arms For bread, but have some space to think and feel Like moral and immortal creatures.

There is no disappointment we endure one-half so great as what we are to ourselves.

If all were rich, gold would be penniless.

Remember that thy heart will shed its pleasures as thine eye its tears, and both leave loathsome furrows.

America, thou half-brother of the world; with something good and bad of every land.

Error is worse than ignorance.

Where doubt there truth is - 'tis her shadow.