I Shall Cheerfully Bear The Reproach Of

We Hardly Know An Instance Of The Strength And Weakness Of Human Nature So Striking And So Grotesque As The Character Of This Haughty, Vigilant, Resolute, Sagacious Blue-stocking, Half Mithridates And Half Trissotin, Bearing Up Against A World In Arms, With An Ounce Of Poison In One Pocket And A Quire Of Bad Verses In The Other.

The Best Portraits Are Those In Which There Is A Slight Mixture Of Caricature.

It Is Possible To Be Below Flattery As Well As Above It. One Who Trusts Nobody Will Not Trust Sycophants. One Who Does Not Value Real Glory Will Not Value Its Counterfeit.

There Were Gentlemen And There Were Seamen In The Navy Of Charles The Second. But The Seamen Were Not Gentlemen; And The Gentlemen Were Not Seamen.

The Measure Of A Man's Real Character Is What He Would Do If He Knew He Would Never Be Found Out.