Those who preached faith, or in other words a pure mind, have always produced more popular virtue than those who preached good acts, or the mere regulation of outward works.
The powers of a man’s mind are directly proportional to the quantity of coffee he drank.
Men are never so good or so bad as their opinions.
The wealth of society is its stock of productive labor.
A vice utterly at variance with the happiness of him who harbors it, and, as such, condemned by self-love.
Praise is the symbol which represents sympathy, and which the mind insensibly substitutes for its recollection and language.
Every fiction since Homer has taught friendship, patriotism, generosity, contempt of death. These are the highest virtues; and the fictions which taught them were therefore of the highest, though not of unmixed, utility.
It is not because we have been free, but because we have a right to be free, that we ought to demand freedom. Justice and liberty have neither birth nor race, youth nor age.
Those who differ most from the opinions of their fellow men are the most confident of the truth of their own.
Maxims are the condensed good sense of nations.
The frivolous work of polished idleness.
The Commons, faithful to their system, remained in a wise and masterly inactivity.
Whatever is popular deserves attention.
Diffused knowledge immortalizes itself.
It is right to be content with what we have, never with what we are.