Stop a moment, cease your work, and look around you.

We call it a Society; and go about professing openly the totalest separation, isolation. Our life is not a mutual helpfulness; but rather, cloaked under due laws-of-war, named fair competition and so forth, it is a mutual hostility.

Wondrous is the strength of cheerfulness, altogether past calculation its powers of endurance.

A false man found a religion? Why, a false man cannot build a brick house!

The world is a republic of mediocrities, and always was.

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.

Speech is silver, silence is golden.