Admiration involves a glorious obliquity of vision.
The delicate balance between modesty and conceit is popularity.
The past is a work of art, free of irrelevancies and loose ends.
People are either born hosts or born guests.
To give an accurate and exhaustive account of that period would need a far less brilliant pen than mine.
Anything that is worth doing has been done frequently. Things hitherto undone should be given, I suspect, a wide berth.