The British people, being subject to fogs, require grave statesmen.

A book may be as great a thing as a battle.

If a man be gloomy let him keep to himself. No one has the right to go croaking about society, or what is worse, looking as if he stifled grief.

The noble Lord (Stanley) was the Prince Rupert to the Parliamentary army--his valour did not always serve his own cause.

We moralize among ruins.

What wonderful things are events! The least are of greater importance than the most sublime and comprehensive speculations.

Here's to the man who rode the race, who took the time, who kept the time, and who did the trick.