What this country needs is a man who knows God other than by heresay.

Hardened round us, encasing wholly every notion we form is a wrapping of traditions, hearsay's, and mere words.

Fancy that thou deservest to be hangedthou wilt feel it happiness to be only shot: fancy that thou deservest to be hanged ina hair halter, it will be a luxury to die in hemp.

The actual well seen is ideal.

The secret of business is to know something that nobody else knows. The greatest of faults, I should say is to be conscious of none.

Who is there that, in logical words, can express the effect music has on us?

A man--be the heavens ever praised!--is sufficient for himself.