A man of maxims only is like a Cyclops with one eye, and that in the back of his head.

Men, I still think, ought to be weighed not counted.

Call not that man wretched, who whatever else he suffers as to pain inflicted, or pleasure denied, has a child for whom he hopes and on whom he doats.

A nation to be great ought to be compressed in its increment by nations more civilized than itself.

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.

All nature seems at work.

Democracy is the healthful lifeblood which circulates through the veins and arteries, which supports the system, but which ought never to appear externally, and as the mere blood itself.