I do not know the American gentleman, God forgive me for putting two such words together.

I believe the spreading of Catholicism to be the most horrible means of political and social degradation left in the world.

The bearings of this observation lays in the application of it.

They are so filthy and bestial that no honest man would admit one into his house for a water-closet doormat.

I went away, dear Agnes, loving you. I stayed away, loving you. I returned home, loving you!

A man can well afford to be as bold as brass, my good fellow, when he gets gold in exchange!

I don't feel any vulgar gratitude to you[for helping me]. I almost feel as if You ought to be grateful to ME, for giving you the opportunity of enjoying the luxury of generosity. . . I may have come into the world expressly for the purpose of increasing your stock of happiness. I may have been born to be a benefactor to you, by giving you an opportunity of assisting me.