Society is a masked ball, where every one hides his real character, and reveals it by hiding.

Nature arms each man with some faculty which enables him to do easily some feat impossible to any other.

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

And what fastens attention, in the intercourse of life, like any passage betraying affection between two parties? Perhaps we never saw them before, and never shall meet them again. But we see them exchange a glance, or betray a deep emotion, and we are no longer strangers. We understand them, and take the warmest interest in the development of the romance. All mankind love a lover.

Deal in our privacy with the last honesty and truth.

The beautiful is never plentiful.

Each man too is a tyrant in tendency, because he would impose his idea on others; and their trick is their natural defence. Jesuswould absorb the race; but Tom Paine or the coarsest blasphemer helps humanity by resisting this exuberance of power.