Rational confidence [is] the just result of knowledge and experience.

As for this young Ali, one cannot but like him. A noble-minded creature, as he shows himself, now and always afterwards; full of affection, of fiery daring. Something chivalrous in him; brave as a lion; yet with a grace, a truth and affection worthy of Christian knighthood.

[The monks'] minds were inaccessible to reason or mercy . . .

In old age the consolation of hope is reserved for the tenderness of parents, who commence a new life in their children, the faith of enthusiasts, who sing hallelujahs above the clouds; and the vanity of authors, who presume the immortality of their name and writings.

On the slightest touch the unsupported fabric of their pride and power fell to the ground. The expiring senate displayed a sudden lustre, blazed for a moment, and was extinguished for ever.

[Peace] cannot be honorable or secure, if the sovereign betrays a pusillanimous aversion to war.

Truth, naked, unblushing truth, the first virtue of all serious history, must be the sole recommendation of this personal narrative.