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

Hereditary wealth is in reality a premium paid to idleness.

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

There must be room for the imagination to exercise its powers; we must conceive and apprehend a thousand things which we do not actually witness.

There can be no passion, and by consequence no love, where there is not imagination.

Government will not fail to employ education, to strengthen its hands and perpetuate its institutions.

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