Politics is a deleterious profession, like some poisonous handicrafts.

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

Without looking, then, to those extraordinary social influences which are now acting in precisely this direction, but only at whatis inevitably doing around us, I think we must regard the land as a commanding and increasing power on the citizen, the sanative and Americanizing influence, which promises to disclose new virtues for ages to come.

I have heard that death takes us away from ill things, not from good. I have heard that when we pronounce the name of man we pronounce the belief of immortality.

There is no thought in any mind, but it quickly tends to convert itself into power.

Dare to love God without mediator or veil.

Observe how every truth and every error, each a thought of someone's mind, clothes itself with societies, houses, cities, language, ceremonies, newspapers