O tyrant love, to what do you not drive the hearts of men.
The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end.
Use soft words and hard arguments.
Ignorance is the night of the mind, but a night without moon and star.
What an absurd thing it is to pass over all the valuable parts of a man, and fix our attention on his infirmities.
We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
So many new ideas are at first strange and horrible, though ultimately valuable that a very heavy responsibility rests upon those who would prevent their dissemination.
If for a tranquil mind you seek, These things observe with care: Of whom you speak, to whom you speak, And how, and when and where.