Never can true courage dwell with them, Who, playing tricks with conscience, dare not look At their own vices.

Why is it that so many of us persist in thinking that autumn is a sad season? Nature has merely fallen asleep, and her dreams must be beautiful if we are to judge by her countenance.

Sir, I admit your general rule, That every poet is a fool, But you yourself may serve to show it, That every fool is not a poet.

The history of man for the nine months preceding his birth would, probably, be far more interesting and contain events of greater moment than all the three score and ten years that follow it.

As long as there are readers to be delighted with calumny, there will be found reviewers to calumniate.

As long as we have to administer the law we must do so according to the law as it is. We are not here to make the law.

The first great requisite is absolute sincerity. Falsehood and disguise are miseries and misery-makers.