The soul of God is poured into the world through the thoughts of men.

Every actual State is corrupt. Good men must not obey the laws too well.

God had infinite time to give us.... He cut it up into a near succession of new mornings, and, with each, therefore, a new idea, new inventions, and new applications.

When at last in a race a new principle appears, an idea--that conserves it; ideas only save races.

By necessity, by proclivity, and by delight, we all quote. In fact, it is as difficult to appropriate the thoughts of others as it is to invent.

It seems as if the day was not wholly profane in which we have given heed to some natural object.

There is nothing we value and hunt and cultivate and strive to draw to us, but in some hour we turn and rend it.