Fancy is imagination in her youth and adolescence. Fancy is always excursive; imagination, not seldom, is sedate.

States, like men, have their growth, their manhood, their decrepitude, their decay.

Truth is a point, the subtlest and finest; harder than adamant; never to be broken, worn away, or blunted. Its only bad quality is, that it is sure to hurt those who touch it; and likely to draw blood, perhaps the life blood, of those who press earnestly upon it.

A mercantile democracy may govern long and widely; a mercantile aristocracy cannot stand.

I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.

In argument, truth always prevails finally; in politics, falsehood always.

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