Immoderate power, like other intemperance, leaves the progeny weaker and weaker, until nature as in compassion covers it with her mantle and it is seen no more.

Every sect is a moral check on its neighbour. Competition is as wholesome in religion as in commerce.

My thoughts are my company; I can bring them together, select them, detain them, dismiss them.

The present, like a note in music, is nothing but as it appertains to what is past and what is to come.

The highest price we can pay for anything; is to ask it.

The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.

I hate false words, and seek with care, difficulty, and moroseness, those that fit the thing.