You Never Know What You Can Do

Sit Down To Write What You Have Thought, And Not To Think What You Shall Write.

The Ancient Nobility And Gentry Of The Kingdom... Have Been Thrust Out Of All Public Employment... A Race Of Merchants, And Manufacturers And Bankers And Loan-jobbers And Contractors Have Usurped Their Place.

But What Is To Be The Fate Of The Great Wen Of All? The Monster, Called, By The Silly Coxcombs Of The Press, "the Metropolis Of The Empire"?

Norwich Is A Very Fine City, And The Castle, Which Stands In The Middle Of It, On A Hill, Is Truly Majestic.

I Set Out As A Sort Of Self-dependent Politician. My Opinions Were My Own. I Dashed At All Prejudices. I Scorned To Follow Anybodyin Matter Of Opinion.... All Were, Therefore, Offended At My Presumption, As They Deemed It.