The satirist who writes nothing but satire should write but little - or it will seem that his satire springs rather from his own caustic nature than from the sins of the world in which he lives.
It is hard to rescue a man from the slough of luxury and idleness combined. If anything can do it, it is a cradle filled annually.
It is self-evident that at sixty-five a man has done all that he is fit to do.
There are some achievements which are never done in the presence of those who hear of them. Catching salmon is one, and working all night is another.
There is no royal road to learning; no short cut to the acquirement of any art.
I think the greatest rogues are they who talk most of their honesty.