A man is a god in ruins.

Beauty rests on necessities.

Society has really no graver interest than the well-being of the literary class.

The relations of the soul to the divine spirit are so pure, that it is profane to seek to interpose helps.

Science always goes abreast with the just elevation of the man, keeping step with religion and metaphysics; or, the state of science is an index of our self-knowledge.

Every chair should be a throne and hold a king.

Examples are cited by soldiers, of men who have seen the cannon pointed, and the fire given to it, and who have stepped aside from he path of the ball. The terrors of the storm are chiefly confined to the parlour and the cabin.