You do not believe, you only believe that you believe.

The form of truth will bear exposure, as well as that of beauty herself.

Rage is essentially vulgar.

Clergymen who publish pious frauds in the interest of the church are the orthodox liars of God.

The fancy is indeed no other than a mode of memory emancipated from the order of time and space.

As a man without forethought scarcely deserves the name of a man, so forethought without reflection is but a metaphorical phrase for the instinct of a beast.

It is a flat'ning Thought, that the more we have seen, the less we have to say.