He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.

How can the bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child, when fears annoy, But droop his tender wing, And forget his youthful spring?

Make your own rules or be a slave to another man's.

The generations of men run on in the tide of time, but leave their destined lineaments permanent for ever and ever.

It is not because angels are holier than men or devils that makes them angels, but because they do not expect holiness from one another, but from God only.

All the destruction in Christian Europe has arisen from deism, which is natural religion.

You smile with pomp and rigor, you talk of benevolence and virtue; I act with benevolence and virtue and get murdered time after time.