The Public Have Neither Shame Or Gratitude.

A Whig Is Properly What Is Called A Trimmer - That Is, A Coward To Both Sides Of The Question, Who Dare Not Be A Knave Nor An Honest Man, But Is A Sort Of Whiffing, Shuffling, Cunning, Silly, Contemptible, Unmeaning Negation Of The Two.

Genius Only Leaves Behind It The Monuments Of Its Strength.

I Do Not Think There Is Anything Deserving The Name Of Society To Be Found Out Of London.

Those Who Object To Wit Are Envious Of It.

I Like A Person Who Knows His Own Mind And Sticks To It; Who Sees At Once What, In Given Circumstances, Is To Be Done, And Does It.