All bayonets are bad.

Spurn not the nobly born with love affected; nor treat with virtuous scorn the well connected.

When in that House MPs divide/If they've a brain and cerebellum, too/They've got to leave that brain outside/And vote just as their leaders tell 'em to.

I love my fellow creatures - I do all the good I can - yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man!

I'm really very sorry for you all, but it's an unjust world, and virtue is triumphant only in theatrical performances.

Posterity will know as little of me as I know of posterity.

Ah, pray no mistake, We are not shy; We're very wide awake The Moon and I.