I don't like standing near the edge of a platform when an express train is passing through. I like to stand right back and if possible get a pillar between me and the train. I don't like to stand by the side of a ship and look down into the water. A second's action would end everything. A few drops of desperation.

Mr. Gladstone read Homer for fun, which I thought served him right.

Curse ruthless time! Curse our mortality. How cruelly short is the allotted span for all we must cram into it!

A modest little person, with much to be modest about.

Logic is a poor guide compared with custom.

I have had a number of threatening letters each week, some telling me the actual time and method of my death, and I don't like it.

England has been offered a choice between war and shame. She has chosen shame and will get war.