C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.


We strive as hard to hide our hearts from ourselves as from others, and always with more success; for in deciding upon our own case we are both judge, jury, and executioner, and where sophistry cannot overcome the first, or flattery the second, self-love is always ready to defeat the sentence by bribing the third.


  • I do despise these demagogues that fret
  • The angry multitude: they are but as
  • The froth upon the mountain wave—the bird
  • That shrieks upon the sullen tempest’s wing.
  • Sir A. Hunt.