» They are the only honest hypocrites, their life is a voluntary dream, a studied madness.
» They are, as it were, train-bearers in the pageant of life, and hold a glass up to humanity, frailer than itself. We see ourselves at second-hand in them: they show us all that we are, all that we wish to be, and all that we dread to be. What brings the resemblance nearer is, that, as they imitate us, we, in our turn, imitate them. There is no class of society whom so many persons regard with affection as actors.
» We must overact our part in some measure, in order to produce any effect at all.
» There is a heroism in crime as well as in virtue. Vice and infamy have their altars and their religion.
» It is hard for any one to be an honest politician who is not born and bred a Dissenter.
» Fame is the inheritance not of the dead, but of the living. It is we who look back with lofty pride to the great names of antiquity.
» The love of fame is almost another name for the love of excellence; or it is the ambition to attain the highest excellence, sanctioned by the highest authority, that of time.
» There are names written in her immortal scroll at which Fame blushes!
» The more we do, the more we can do; the more busy we are, the more leisure we have.
» You know more of a road by having traveled it than by all the conjectures and descriptions in the world.