The right honourable gentleman caught the Whigs bathing, and walked away with their clothes. He has left them in the full enjoyment of their liberal positions, and he is himself a strict conservative of their garments.

Quit the world, and the world forgets you.

The fruit of my tree of knowledge is plucked, and it is this: “Adventures are to the adventurous.”

The best security for civilization is the dwelling, and upon properly appointed and becoming dwellings depends, more than anything else, the improvement of mankind.

There is no wisdom like frankness.

He was one of these men who think that the world can be saved by writing a pamphlet.

Something unpleasant is coming when men are anxious to tell the truth.