The English Bible,-a book which if everything else in our language should perish, would alone suffice to show the whole extent of its beauty and power.

There is only one cure for the evils which newly acquired freedom produces, and that cure is freedom.

His imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It enabled him to run, though not to soar.

Perhaps no person can be a poet, or even enjoy poetry, without a certain unsoundness of mind.