Give Me Truths For I Am Weary

Self Reliance, The Height And Perfection Of Man, Is Reliance On God.

It Is Very Unhappy, But Too Late To Be Helped, The Discovery We Have Made, That We Exist

Wisdom Is Infused Into Every Form.

As Men Get On In Life, They Acquire A Love For Sincerity, And Somewhat Less Solicitude To Be Lulled Or Amused. In The Progress Ofthe Character, There Is An Increasing Faith In The Moral Sentiment, And A Decreasing Faith In Propositions.

We Might As Easily Reprove The East Wind, Or The Frost, As A Political Party, Whose Members, For The Most Part, Could Give No Account Of Their Position, But Stand For The Defence Of Those Interests In Which They Find Themselves.