History is the lie commonly agreed upon.
Language is a very difficult thing to put into words.
Another century and there will not be a Bible on earth!
Even in those cities which seem to enjoy the blessings of peace, and where the arts florish, the inhabitants are devoured by envy, cares and anxieties, which are greater plagues than any expirienced in a town when it is under siege.
Where there is friendship, there is our natural soil.
What would constitute useful history? That which should teach us our duties and our rights, without appearing to teach them.