The press is the fourth estate of the realm.

Wealth of a man is the number of things which he loves and blesses which he is loved and blessed by.

Our grand business undoubtedly is, not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at hand.

Blessed be the God's voice; for it is true, and falsehoods have to cease before it!

Not what I have, but what I do is my kingdom.

Have not I myself known five hundred living soldiers sabred into crows' meat for a piece of glazed cotton, which they call their flag; which had you sold it at any market-cross, would not have brought above three groschen?

Money, in truth, can do much, but it cannot do all. We must know the province of it, and confine it there, and even spurn it back when it wishes to get farther.