Literature, taken in all its bearings, forms the grand line of demarcation between the human and the animal kingdoms.

Of Belief Human mathematics, so to speak, like the length of life, are subject to the doctrine of chances.

What indeed is life, unless so far as it is enjoyed? It does not merit the name.

We cannot perform our tasks to the best of our power, unless we think well of our own capacity.

God himself has no right to be a tyrant.

In a well-written book we are presented with the maturest reflections, or the happiest flights of a mind of uncommon excellence. It is impossible that we can be much accustomed to such companions without attaining some resemblance to them.

Everything that is usually understood by the term co-operation is, in some degree, an evil.