If ever there was a book calculated to make a man in love with its author, this appears to me to be the book.

In cases where every thing is understood, and measured, and reduced to rule, love is out of the question.

No man must encroach upon my province, nor I upon his. He may advise me, moderately and without pertinaciousness, but he must not expect to dictate to me. He may censure me freely and without reserve; but he should remember that I am to act by my deliberation and not his. I ought to exercise my talents for the benefit of others; but that exercise must be the fruit of my own conviction; no man must attempt to press me into the service.

We are so curiously made that one atom put in the wrong place in our original structure will often make us unhappy for life.

Power is not happiness.

Our judgment will always suspect those weapons that can be used with equal prospect of success on both sides.

He has no right to his life when his duty calls him to resign it. Other men are bound ... to deprive him of life or liberty, if that should appear in any case to be indispensably necessary to prevent a greater evil.