To have been always in the right and yet always on the losing side; always being ruined, always under persecution from a wild spirit of republican-demagogism,--and yet never to lose anything, not even position or public esteem, is pleasant enough.

A huge, living, daily increasing grievance that does one no palpable harm, is the happiest possession that a man can have.
There is a large body of such men in England, and, personally, they are the very salt of the nation.

He who said that all Conservatives are stupid did not know them.

Stupid Conservatives there may be,--and there certainly are very stupid Radicals.

The well-educated, widely-read Conservative, who is well assured that all good things are gradually being brought to an end by the voice of the people, is generally the pleasantest man to be met.