I have my own matches and sulphur, and I'll make my own hell.

Keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you.

Funny how the new things are the old things.

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

For undemocratic reasons and for motives not of State, they arrive at their conclusions, largely inarticulate. Being void of self-expression they confide their views to none; but sometimes in a smoking room, one learns why things were done.

Be slow to judge for we know little of what has been done and nothing of what has been resisted.

There's no jealousy in the grave.