Is man’s civilization only a wrappage, through which the savage nature of him can still burst, infernal as ever?

Little other than a red tape Talking-machine, and unhappy Bag of Parliamentary Eloquence.

Shakespeare says, we are creatures that look before and after; the more surprising that we do not look around a little, and see what is passing under our very eyes.

We are not altogether here to tolerate. We are here to resist, to control and vanquish withal.

The eternal stars shine out again, so soon as it is dark enough.

No man is born without ambitious worldly desires.

Success in life, in anything, depends upon the number of persons that one can make himself agreeable to.