To An Old Memory Like Mine The

Ignorance Is Not So Damnable As Humbug, But When It Prescribes Pills It May Happen To Do More Harm.

Our Words Have Wings, But Fly Not Where We Would.

To See An Enemy Humiliated Gives A Certain Contentment, But This Is Jejune Compared With The Highly Blent Satisfaction Of Seeing Him Humiliated By Your Benevolent Action Or Concession On His Behalf. That Is The Sort Of Revenge Which Falls Into The Scale Of Virtue.

In The Vain Laughter Of Folly Wisdom Hears Half Its Applause.

But With Regard To Critical Occasions, It Often Happens That All Moments Seem Comfortably Remote Until The Last.