You see how this House of Commons has begun to verify all the ill prophecies that were made of it - low, vulgar, meddling with everything, assuming universal competency, and flattering every base passion - and sneering at everything noble refined and truly national. The direct tyranny will come on by and by, after it shall have gratified the multitude with the spoil and ruin of the old institutions of the land.

How did the atheist get his idea of that God whom he denies?

He who is best prepared can best serve his moment of inspiration.

Never can true courage dwell with them, Who, playing tricks with conscience, dare not look At their own vices.

That only can with propriety be styled refinement which, by strengthening the intellect, purifies the manners.

Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.

A great mind must be androgynous.