Books have that strange quality, that being of the frailest and tenderest matter, they outlast brass, iron and marble.

Sleep Silence's child sweet father of soft rest Prince whose approach peace to all mortals brings Indifferent host to shepherds and kings Sole comforter to minds with grief oppressed.

Property has its duties as well as its rights.

He who will not reason is a bigot he who cannot is a fool and he who dares not is a slave.