The Right Honourable gentleman is indebted to his memory for his jests, and to his imagination for his facts.

There's only one truth about war: people die.

I had rather follow you to your grave than see you owe your life to any but a regular-bred physician.

Men seldom think deeply on subjects in which they have no choice of opinion: they are fearful of encountering obstacles to their faith--as in religion--and so are content with the surface.

It is by women that nature writes on the hearts of men.

Here is the whole set! a character dead at every word.

My valour is certainly going! - it is sneaking off! - I feel it oozing out as it were at the palms of my hands!