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

Justice is the sum of all moral duty.

Learning is the ally, not the adversary of genius... he who reads in a proper spirit, can scarcely read too much.

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.

Self-respect to be nourished in the mind of the pupil, is one of the most valuable results of a well conducted education.

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

What can be more clear and sound in explanation, than the love of a parent to his child?