Lady Lytton Rules Her Husband, But That

The Best Way To Become Acquainted With A Subject Is To Write About It.

The Girl Of The Period Sets Up To Be Natural, And Is Only Rude; Mistakes Insolence For Innocence; Says Everything That Comes First To Her Lips, And Thinks She Is Gay When She Is Only Giddy.

Is It What You Call Civilization That Makes England Flourish? Is It The Universal Development Of The Faculties Of Man That Has Rendered An Island, Almost Unknown To The Ancients, The Arbiter Of The World? Clearly Not. It Is The Inhabitants That Have Done This. It Is An Affair Of Race.... All Is Race, There Is No Other Truth.

Everyone Likes Flattery; And When You Come To Royalty You Should Lay It On With A Trowel.

The Feathered Arrow Of Satire Has Oft Been Wet With The Heart's Blood Of Its Victims.