Even for learned men, love of fame is the last thing to be given up.
The love of fame is a love that even the wisest of men are reluctant to forgo.
This I regard as history's highest function, to let no worthy action be uncommemorated, and to hold out the reprobation of posterity as a terror to evil words and deeds.
They terrify lest they should fear.
It is the rare fortune of these days that one may think what one likes and say what one thinks.
Christianity is a pestilent superstition.