The once red leaf, the last of its clan, that dances as often as dance it can.
Conscience is the pulse of reason
A people are free in proportion as they form their own opinions.
The love of indolence is universal, or next to it.
Painting is the intermediate somewhat between a thought and a thing.
It would not be correct to say that every moral obligation involves a legal duty; but every legal duty is founded on a moral obligation.