The subtle sauce of malice is often indulged in by maidens of uncertain age, over their tea.

Brave men do not boast nor bluster. Deeds, not words, speak for such.

The most civilized people are as near to barbarism as the most polished steel is to rust. Nations, like metals, have only a superficial brilliancy.

Opinions, theories, and systems pass by turns over the grindstone of time, which at first gives them brilliancy and sharpness, but finally wears them out.

The personal pronoun "I" should be the coat of arms of some individuals.

Reason is the historian, but passions are the actors.

History is only time furnished with dates and rich with events.