Everyone Likes Flattery; And When You Come

How Much Easier It Is To Be Critical Than To Be Correct.

No, It Is Better Not. She Will Only Ask Me To Take A Message To Albert.

This Is To Be Observed Of The Bishop Of London, That, Though Apparently Of A Spirit Somewhat Austere, There Is In His Idiosyncrasy A Strange Fund Of Enthusiasm, A Quality Which Ought Never To Be Possessed By An Archbishop Of Canterbury, Or A Prime Minister Of England. The Bishop Of London Sympathies With Everything That Is Earnest; But What Is Earnest Is Not Always True; On The Contrary Error Is Often More Earnest Than Truth.

The Conduct Of Men Depends Upon Their Temperament, Not Upon A Bunch Of Musty Maxims.

Protection Is Not A Principle But An Expedient