The delight we inspire in others has this enchanting peculiarity that, far from being diminished like every other reflection, it returns to us more radiant than ever.

Nobody loves the light like the blind man.

We shall look on crime as a disease, and its physicians shall displace the judges, its hospitals displace the Galleys. Liberty and health shall be alike. We shall pour balm and oil where we formerly applied iron and fire; evil will be treated in charity, instead of in anger. This change will be simple and sublime.

A one-eyed man is much more incomplete than a blind man, for he knows what it is that's lacking.

We see past time in a telescope and present time in a microscope. Hence the apparent enormities of the present.

A bird sings, a child prattles, but it is the same hymn; hymn indistinct, inarticulate, but full of profound meaning.

The wicked envy and hate; it is their way of admiring.