I would not give the worst page in Clarendon or Fra Paolo for all that ever was, or ever will be, written about the migrations of the Leleges and the laws of the Oscans.
I have already entered on my public functions, and I hope to do some good.

The very wigs of the judges in the Court of King's Bench would stand on end if they knew how short a chapter my Law of Evidence will form.

I am not without many advisers.

A native of some fortune in Madras has sent me a paper on legislation.

"Your honour must know," says this judicious person, "that the great evil is that men swear falsely in this country.