Woffington was a Hebe; your Nell Jordan is little better than a dowdy." Triplet almost reached the present century.

He passed through great events, but they did not excite him; his eye was upon the arts.

When Napoleon drew his conquering sword on England, Triplet's remark was: "Now we shall be driven upon native talent, thank Heaven!" The storms of Europe shook not Triplet.

The fact is, nothing that happened on the great stage of the world seemed real to him.

He believed in nothing where there was no curtain visible.