A man in public life expects to be sneered at-it is the fault of his elevated sitiwation, and not of himself.

The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

May not the complaint, that common people are above their station, often take its rise in the fact of uncommon people being below theirs?

Gold conjures up a mist about a man, more destructive of all his old senses and lulling to his feelings than the fumes of charcoal.

There is strong shadow where there is much light.

Never retreat; never explain; never apologize. Get the job done and let them howl.

George W. Bush is a man who seems to be the center of his own universe. He seems to have learned little of human nature and even less of human history over his…