Man is, and was always, a block-head and dullard; much readier to feel and digest, than to think and consider.
If a man was great while living, he becomes tenfold greater when dead.
The world is a thing that a man must learn to despise, and even to neglect, before he can learn to reverence it, and work in it and for it.
Literature is the thought of thinking souls.
Just in ratio as knowledge increases, faith diminishes.
He who talks much about virtue in the abstract, begins to be suspected; it is shrewdly guessed that where there is great preaching there will be little almsgiving.