Fame, the sovereign deity of proud ambition.

The quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands - we should only spoil it by trying to explain it.

They only have lived long who have lived virtuously.

Self confidence is the ground stone of success

Wit loses its point when dipped in malice.

Give them a corrupt House of Lords, give them a venal House of Commons, give they a tyrannical Prince, give them a truckling court, and let me have but an unfettered press. I will defy them to encroach a hair's breadth upon the liberties of England.

Won't you come into the garden? I would like my roses to see you.