Beards in olden times, were the emblems of wisdom and piety.

There was, it is said, a criminal in Italy who was suffered to make his choice between Guicciardini and the galleys. He chose the history. But the war of Pisa was too much for him; he changed his mind, and went to the oars.

It is impossible for us, with our limited means, to attempt to educate the body of the people. We must at present do our best to form a class who may be interpreters between us and the millions whom we govern.

The hearts of men are their books; events are their tutors; great actions are their eloquence.

Men naturally sympathize with the calamities of individuals; but they are inclined to look on a fallen party with contempt rather than with pity.

To be a really good historian is perhaps the rarest of intellectual distinctions.

Nobles by the right of an earlier creation, and priests by the imposition of a mightier hand.