If Painting be Poetry's sister, she can only be a sister Anne, who will see nothing but a flock of sheep, while the other bodies forth a troop of dragoons with drawn sabres and white-plumed helmets.

Who is fit to govern others? He who governs himself. You might as well have said: nobody.

Much of this world's wisdom is still acquired by necromancy,--by consulting the oracular dead.

The feeling is often the deeper truth, the opinion the more superficial one.

Some minds are made of blotting-paper: you can write nothing on them distinctly. They swallow the ink, and you find a large spot.

It is said that Windham, when he came to the end of a speech, often found himself so perplexed by his own subtlety that he hardly knew which way he was going to give his vote. This is a good illustration of the fallaciousness of reasoning, and of the uncertainties which attend its practical application.

I like the smell of a dunged field, and the tumult of a popular election.