Imagination Is The Eye Of The Soul.

The Breath Of The Mind Is Attention.

A Work Is Perfectly Finished Only When Nothing Can Be Added To It And Nothing Taken Away.

Religion Must Be Loved As A Kind Of Country And Nursing-mother. It Was Religion That Nourished Our Virtues, That Showed Us Heaven, That Taught Us To Walk In The Path Of Duty.

Of The Two, I Prefer Those Who Render Vice Lovable To Those Who Degrade Virtue.

Ideas Never Lack For Words. It Is Words That Lack Ideas.