Great men hallow a whole people, and lift up all who live in their time.

I always fear that creation will expire before teatime.

[T]he 47th proposition in Euclid might now be voted down with as much ease as any proposition in politics; and therefore if Lord Hawkesbury hates the abstract truths of science as much as he hates concrete truth in human affairs, now is his time for getting rid of the multiplication table, and passing a vote of censure upon the pretensions of the hypotenuse.

Human beings cling to their delicious tyrannies and to their exquisite nonsense, till death stares them in the face.

How can a bishop marry? How can he flirt? The most he can say is "I will see you in the vestry after service."

The thing about performance, even if it's only an illusion, is that it is a celebration of the fact that we do contain within ourselves infinite possibilities.

Have the courage to be ignorant of a great number of things, in order to avoid the calamity of being ignorant of everything.