If you can't give me your word of honour, will you give me your promise?
I grow gnomic. It is the last phase.
Everyone, rich or poor, deserves a shelter for the soul.
There is nothing so fretting and vexatious, nothing so justly terrible to tyrants, and their tools and abettors, as a free press.
The initial sketch is always an emotion, not a concept.
The Glory of Israel will not lie or repent; for he is not a man, that he should repent.