He that has a secret should not only hide it, but hide that he has it to hide.

The choking, sweltering, deadly, and killing rule of no rule; the consecration of cupidity and braying of folly, and dim stupidity and baseness, in most of the affairs of men. Slopshirts attainable three-halfpence cheaper by the ruin of living bodies and immortal souls.

All work is as seed sown; it grows and spreads, and sows itself anew.

Democracy will prevail when men believe the vote of Judas as good as that of Jesus Christ.

Terror itself, when once grown transcendental, becomes a kind of courage; as frost sufficiently intense, according to the poet Milton, will burn.

Universal history, the history of what man has accomplished in this world, is at bottom the History of the Great Men who have worked here.

We call that fire of the black thunder-cloud "electricity," and lecture learnedly about it, and grind the like of it out of glass and silk: but what is it? What made it? Whence comes it? Whither goes it?