The die-hard opinions of George III couched in the language of Edmund Burke.
conversation is now pretty well a lost art.
The poorest education that teaches self-control is better than the best that neglects it.
The commercial class has always mistrusted verbal brilliancy and wit, deeming such qualities, perhaps with some justice, frivolous and unprofitable.
For a few political turncoats there is real excuse. One can hardly blame those whom one ministry have seen fit to throw overboard for having the strength to swim to the other side.
A valuable qualification of a modern politician seems to be a capacity for concealing or explaining away the truth.
If all men and women were kept at some useful employment there would be less sorrow and wickedness in the world.
By how much unexpected, by so much We must awake endeavour for defence; For courage mounteth with occasion.
I would say that I am not that well-versed politically. I am just someone who wants to speak out about anyone who is in a situation where they are suffering. I always want to stick up for the underdog.
I'm Italian, but some people think I'm Jewish because I work the Yiddish. I also work the Italian, by the way.
When I was in high school, girls made fun of me for liking vampire movies. Now, I'd be their king. Time machine, where are you?