Call for the grandest of all earthly spectacles, what is that? It is the sun going to his rest. Call for the grandest of all human sentiments, what is that? It is that man should forget his anger before he lies down to sleep.
The public is a bad guesser.
Thou hast the keys of Paradise, oh just, subtle, and mighty opium!
A promise is binding in the inverse ratio of the numbers to whom it is made.
Dyspepsy is the ruin of most things: empires, expeditions, and everything else.