Sympathy is a supporting atmosphere, and in it we unfold easily and well.

Greatness is a property for which no man gets credit too soon; it must be possessed long before it is acknowledged.

Some men are born to own, and can animate all their possessions. Others cannot: their owning is not graceful; seems to be a compromise of their character: they seem to steal their own dividends.

Every mind must make its choice between truth and repose. It cannot have both.

There are men too superior to be seen except by a few, as there are notes too high for the scale of most ears.

The book written against fame and learning has the author's name on the title-page.

Words are alive. Cut them and they bleed.