The essence of greatness is the perception that virtue is enough.

We live in a system of approximations. Every end is prospective of some other end, which is also temporary; a round and final success nowhere. We are encamped in nature, not domesticated.

The people know that they need in their representative much more than talent, namely, the power to make his talent trusted.

The only sin that we never forgive in each other is a difference in opinion.

Our best thoughts come from others.

We are thus assisted by natural objects in the expression of particular meanings. But how great a language to convey such pepper-corn informations!

It does not hurt weak eyes to look into beautiful eyes never so long.