Every man who would do anything well, must come to it from a higher ground.

What forests of laurel we bring, and the tears of mankind, to those who stood firm against the opinion of their contemporaries!

Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string.

The efforts which we make to escape from our destiny only serve to lead us into it.

The reality is more excellent than the report.

Overhead the sanctities of the stars shine forever-more... pouring satire on the pompous business of the day which they close, and making the generations of men show slight and evanescent.

To live the greatest number of good hours is wisdom.