A good constitution is infinitely better than the best despot.

With respect to the doctrine of a future life, a North American Indian knows just as much as any ancient or modern philosopher.

Grief, which disposes gentle natures to retirement, to inaction, and to meditation, only makes restless spirits more restless.

The conformation of his mind was such that whatever was little seemed to him great, and whatever was great seemed to him little.

The temple of silence and reconciliation.

A few more years will destroy whatever yet remains of that magical potency which once belonged to the name of Byron.

The Spartan, smiting and spurning the wretched Helot, moves our disgust. But the same Spartan, calmly dressing his hair, and uttering his concise jests, on what the well knows to be his last day, in the pass of Thermopylae, is not to be contemplated without admiration.