The poor are only they who feel poor.

As Arkwright and Whitney were the demi-gods of cotton, so prolific Time will yet bring an inventor to every plant. There is not a property in nature but a mind is born to seek and find it.

Is the parent better than the child into whom he has cast his ripened being? Whence, then, this worship of the past?

An expense of ends to means is fate;Morganization tyrannizing over character. The menagerie, or forms and powers of the spine, is a book of fate: the bill of the bird, the skull of the snake, determines tyrannically its limits.

The first questions are always to be asked, and the wisest doctor is gravelled by the inquisitiveness of a child.

The only money of God is God. He pays never with any thing less, or any thing else.

When the gods come among men, they are not known.