History is a bucket of ashes.

A man should have any number of little aims about which he should be conscious and for which he should have names, but he should have neither name for, nor consciousness concerning the main aim of his life.

He that complies against his will, Is of his own opinion still.

Brigands will demand your money or your life, but a woman will demand both

Justice is my being allowed to do whatever I like. Injustice is whatever prevents my doing so.

The wish to spread those opinions that we hold conducive to our own welfare is so deeply rooted in the English character that few of us can escape its influence.

People are always good company when they are doing what they really enjoy.