Shakespeare will never be made by the study of Shakespeare.

Give the slave the least elevation of religious sentiment, and he is not slave: you are the slave: he not only in his humility feels his superiority, feels that much deplored condition of his to be a fading trifle, but he makes you feel it too. He is the master.

All science is transcendental or else passes away.

When you have worn out your shoes, the strength of the show fiber has passed into your body.

God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear this morning brings The outrage of the poor.

We are adapted to infinity. We are hard to please, and love nothing which ends: and in nature is no end; but every thing, at the end of one use, is lifted into a superior, and the ascent of these things climbs into daemonic and celestial natures.

Life wastes itself whilst we are preparing to live.