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

Little men build up great ones, but the snow colossus soon melts; the good stand under the eye of God, and therefore stand.

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.

Falsehood is for a season.

An ingenuous mind feels in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof. If you reject it you are unhappy, if you accept it you are undone.

The moderate are not usually the most sincere, for the same circumspection which makes them moderate makes them likewise retentive of what could give offence.

Democracy is always the work of kings. Ashes, which in themselves are sterile, fertilize the land they are cast upon.