I have often said, and oftener think, that this world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those that feel - a solution of why Democritus laughed and Heraclitus wept.
Every drop of ink in my pen ran cold.
The way to ensure summer in England is to have it framed and glazed in a comfortable room.
Let the French but have England, and they won't want to conquer it.
To act with common sense according to the moment, is the best wisdom I know.
I shun authors, and would never have been one myself, if it obliged me to keep such bad company.