We Grow Tired Of Ourselves, Much More

People Do Not Seem To Talk For The Sake Of Expressing Their Opinions, But To Maintain An Opinion For The Sake Of Talking.

I Have A Much Greater Ambition To Be The Best Racket Player Than The Best Prose Writer.

Our Contempt For Others Proves Nothing But The Illiberality And Narrowness Of Our Own Views.

The Imagination Is Of So Delicate A Texture That Even Words Wound It.

Kings Ought Never To Be Seen Upon The Stage. In The Abstract, They Are Very Disagreeable Characters: It Is Only While Living That They Are 'the Best Of Kings'. It Is Their Power, Their Splendour, It Is The Apprehension Of The Personal Consequences Of Their Favour Or Their Hatred That Dazzles The Imagination And Suspends The Judgement Of Their Favourites Or Their Vassals; But Death Cancels The Bond Of Allegiance And Of Interest; And Seen As They Were, Their Power And Their Pretensions Look Monstrous And Ridiculous.