Look out! Behind you!

Our friends early appear to us as representatives of certain ideas, which they never pass or exceed. They stand on the brink of the ocean of thought and power, but they never take a single step that would bring them there.

Earth endures; Stars abide.

Love should make joy; but our benevolence is unhappy. Our Sunday-schools, and churches, and pauper-societies are yokes to the neck. We pain ourselves to please nobody.

In analysing history do not be too profound, for often the causes are quite superficial.

The mass are animal, in pupilage, and near chimpanzee.

I hate the prostitution of the name of friendship to signify modish and worldly alliances.