How can you do anything until you have seen everything,or as much as you can?

You perceive, do you not, that our national fairy tales reflect the inmost desires of the Briton and the Gaul?

We're poor little lambs who've lost our way, Baa! Baa! Baa! We're little black sheep who've gone astray, Baa-aa-aa! Gentlemen-rankers out on the spree, Damned from here to Eternity, God ha' mercy on such as we, Baa! Yah! Bah!

An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy.

Englishmen are not usually softened by appeals to the memory of their mothers.

We be of one blood, ye and I

And that is called paying the Dane-geld; but we've proved it again and again, that if once you have paid him the Dane-geld you never get rid of the Dane.