No Thoroughly Occupied Man Was Ever Yet

Curiosity And Courtesy Are Very Often At Variance.

The Blessings Of Matrimony, Like Those Of Poverty, Belong Rather To Philosophy Than Reality.

Nothing Is So Fortunate For Mankind As Its Diversity Of Opinion.

There Can Be Neither Politically Nor Morally A Good Which Is Not Universal ... We Cannot Reform For A Time Or For A Class, But For All And For The Whole, And Our Very Interests Will Draw Us Together In One Wide Bond Of Sympathy.

I Can Pass Days Stretch'd In The Shade Of Those Old Cedar Trees, Watching The Sunshine Like A Blessing Fall,-- The Breeze Like Music Wandering O'er The Boughs, Each Tree A Natural Harp,--each Different Leaf A Different Note, Blent In One Vast Thanksgiving.