The whole past is the procession of the present.

Just in the ratio knowledge increases, faith decreases.

Government is emphatically a machine: to the discontented a taxing machine, to the contented a machine for securing property.

I know so little about any history. How little do I know even about the history of myself.

No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than himself, dwells in the breast of man. It is to this hour, and at all hours, the vivifying influence in man's life.

Who is it that loves me and will love me forever with an affection which no chance, no misery, no crime of mine can do away? It is you, my mother.

The fine arts once divorcing themselves from truth are quite certain to fall mad, if they do not die.