One cannot dictate an aphorism to a typist. It would take too long.
A historian is often only a journalist facing backwards.
The immorality of men triumphs over the amorality of women.
I trim my opponents to fit my arrows.
Through my satire I make little people so big that afterwards they are worthy objects of my satire and no one can reproach me any longer.
If someone calls me vain and mean, I know that he trusts me and has something to confess to me.