Even the weakest disputant is made so conceited by what he calls religion, as to think himself wiser than the wisest who thinks differently from him.

The assailant is often in the right; that the assailed is always.

Such is our impatience, such our hatred of procrastination, to everything but the amendment of our practices and the adornment of our nature, one would imagine we were dragging Time along by force, and not he us.

Many laws as certainly make men bad, as bad men make many laws.

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

Two evils, of almost equal weight, may befall the man of erudition; never to be listened to, and to be listened to always.

O Music! how it grieves me that imprudence, intemperance, gluttony, should open their channels into thy sacred stream.