Every man who attacks my belief, diminishes in some degree my confidence in it, and therefore makes me uneasy; and I am angry with him who makes me uneasy.

Great abilities are not requisite for an Historian; for in historical composition, all the greatest powers of the human mind are quiescent.

The process is the reality.

All envy is proportionate to desire; we are uneasy at the attainments of another, according as we think our own happiness would be advanced by the addition of that which he withholds from us.

Genius is that energy which collects, combines, amplifies, and animates.

Allegories drawn to great length will always break.

The future is purchased by the present.