The slaves of power mind the cause they have to serve, because their own interest is concerned; but the friends of liberty always sacrifice their cau… - William Hazlitt

"Rome has been called the "Sacred City": - might not our Oxford be called so too? There is an air about it, resonant of joy and hope: it speaks with a thousand tongues to the heart: it waves its mighty shadow over the imagination: it stands in lowly sublimity, on the "hill of ages"; and points with prophetic fingers to the sky: it greets the eager gaze from afar, "with glistering spires and pinnacles adorned," that shine with an internal light as with the lustre of setting suns; and a dream and a glory hover round its head, as the spirits of former times, a throng of intellectual shapes, are seen retreating or advancing to the eye of memory: its streets are paved with the names of learning that can never wear out: its green quadrangles breathe the silence of thought."

A great chessplayer is not a great man, for he leaves the world as he found it.

A gentle word, a kind look, a good-natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles.