In Taste And Imagination, In The Graces

We Do Not Think It Necessary To Prove That A Quack Medicine Is Poison; Let The Vender Prove It To Be Sanative.

Nothing Is So Useless As A General Maxim.

The Desire Of Posthumous Fame And The Dread Of Posthumous Reproach And Execration Are Feelings From The Influence Of Which Scarcely Any Man Is Perfectly Free, And Which In Many Men Are Powerful And Constant Motives Of Action.

We Deplore The Outrages Which Accompany Revolutions. But The More Violent The Outrages, The More Assured We Feel That A Revolution Was Necessary.

We Must Succumb To The General Influence Of The Times. No Man Can Be Of The Tenth Century, If He Would; Be Must Be A Man Of The Nineteenth Century.