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I May Have Had Many Projects, But I Never Was Free To Carry Out Any Of Them. It Did Me Little Good To Be Holding The Helm; No Matter How Strong My Hands, The Sudden And Numerous Waves Were Stronger Still, And I Was Wise Enough To Yield To Them Rather Than Resist Them Obstinately And Make The Ship Founder. Thus I Never Was Truly My Own Master But Was Always Ruled By Circumstances.

A Well-composed Song Strikes The Mind And Softens The Feelings, And Produces A Greater Effect Than A Moral Work, Which Convinces Our Reason, But Does Not Warm Our Feelings, Nor Effect The Slightest Alteration In Our Habits

If We Could Read The Past Histories Of All Our Enemies We Would Disregard All Hostility For Them.

The Mind Of A General Ought To Resemble And Be As Clear As The Field-glass Of A Telescope.

Everything Is More Or Less Organized Matter. To Think So Is Against Religion, But I Think So Just The Same.