We know no spectacle so ridiculous as the British public in one of its periodical fits of morality.

The chief-justice was rich, quiet, and infamous.

A kind of semi-Solomon, half-knowing everything, from the cedar to the hyssop.

A system in which the two great commandments are to hate your neighbor and to love your neighbor's wife.

He had done that which could never be forgiven; he was in the grasp of one who never forgave.

What a blessing it is to love books as I love them;- to be able to converse with the dead, and to live amidst the unreal!

Temple was a man of the world amongst men of letters, a man of letters amongst men of the world.