There Are Reproaches Which Praise, And Praises

Those Great And Glorious Actions That Dazzle Our Eyes With Their Luster Are Represented By Statesmen As The Result Of Great Wisdomand Excellent Design; Whereas, In Truth, They Are Commonly The Effects Of The Humors And Passions.

There Are Heroes In Evil As Well As In Good.

The Accent Of A Man's Native Country Remains In His Mind And His Heart, As It Does In His Speech.

The Fondness Or Indifference That The Philosophers Expressed For Life Was Merely A Preference Inspired By Their Self-love, And Will No More Bear Reasoning Upon Than The Relish Of The Palate Or The Choice Of Colors.

It Is A Mighty Error To Suppose That None But Violent And Strong Passions, Such As Love And Ambition, Are Able To Vanquish The Rest. Even Idleness, As Feeble And Languishing As It Is, Sometimes Reigns Over Them; It Usurps The Throne And Sits Paramount Over All The Designs And Actions Of Our Lives, And Imperceptibly Wastes And Destroys All Our Passions And All Our Virtues.