Hatred Is A Settled Anger.

Softly! Softly! I Want None But The Judges To Hear Me. The Jews Have Already Gotten Me Into A Fine Mess, As They Have Many Other Gentleman. I Have No Desire To Furnish Further Grist For Their Mills.

The Function Of Wisdom Is To Discriminate Between Good And Evil.

All The Arts, Which Have A Tendency To Raise Man In The Scale Of Being, Have A Certain Common Band Of Union, And Are Connected, If I May Be Allowed To Say So, By Blood-relationship With One Another.

What Gift Has Providence Bestowed On Man That Is So Dear To Him As His Children?

Religion Is The Pious Worship Of God.