We make our fortunes and we call them fate.

Destiny bears us to our lot, and destiny is perhaps our own will.

I am bound to furnish my antagonists with arguments, but not with comprehension.

Information upon points of practical politics.

A dark horse, which had never been thought of, rushed past the grandstand in sweeping triumph.

He thinks posterity is a pack-horse, always ready to be loaded.

What is wanted in architecture, as in so many things, is a man. ... One suggestion might be made-no profession in England has done its duty until it has furnished a victim. ... Even our boasted navy never achieved a great victory until we shot an admiral. Suppose an architect were hanged? Terror has its inspiration, as well as competition.