Quotes
Quotes - Walpole
The balance of power.
Flowery oratory he despised. He ascribed to the interested views of themselves or their relatives the declarations of pretended patriots, of whom he said, "All those men have their price."
Anything but history, for history must be false.
The gratitude of place-expectants is a lively sense of future favours.
Note 1."All men have their price" is commonly ascribed to Walpole.
Harry Vane, Pulteney's toad-eater,
The world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those who feel.
A careless song, with a little nonsense in it now and then, does not misbecome a monarch.
The whole [Scotch] nation hitherto has been void of wit and humour, and even incapable of relishing it.
Men are often capable of greater things than they perform. They are sent into the world with bills of credit, and seldom draw to their full extent.
Men are often capable of greater things than they perform. They are sent into the world with bills of credit, and seldom draw to their full extent.
Oh that I were seated as high as my ambition, I'd place my naked foot on the necks of monarchs.
Every man has his price.
Men ... are sent into the world with bills of credit, and seldom draw to their full extent.
Don't play for safety--it's the most dangerous thing in the world.
That is the bestâto laugh with someone because you think the same things are funny.
The world is a tragedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think.
Mystery is the wisdom of blockheads.
A careless song, with a little nonsense in it now and then, does not mis-become a monarch.
Prognostics do not always prove prophecies, at least the wisest prophets make sure of the event first.
The next Augustan age will dawn on the other side of the Atlantic. There will, perhaps, be a Thucydides at Boston, a Xenophon at New York, in time a Vergil at Mexico, and a Newton at Peru. At last some curious traveller from Lima will visit England, and give a description of the ruins of St. Paul's, like the editions of Balbec and Palmyra.
In short, he and the Scotch have no way of redeeming the credit of their understandings, but by avowing that they have been consummate villains. Stavano bene; per star meglio, stanno qui.
I sit with my toes in a brook, And if any one axes forwhy? I hits them a rap with my crook, For 'tis sentiment does it, says I.
The world is a comedy to those who think, a tragedy to those who feel.
