"This is an invitation to subscribe to the foundation of a Hungarian learned society."
"Not a farthing will I give. The kingdom was happy enough till the pedants got into it. We learn quite enough at college."
"Here is the specimen-sheet of a newspaper about to be started."
"Newspaper!—a parcel of lies! I'll not spoil my den with that rubbish, I warrant you."
"Here is a proposal to found a permanent Hungarian theatre at Buda-Pest."
"Whoever wants play-acting can come here to me. There's a theatre here and lots to eat, and they can stay, if they like, all their days."
"Here is a suggestion for bettering the position of the National Museum."
"I'll wager I have far better collections here than there are in the National Museum."
And this was the way in which the Hungarian magnate examined his accounts every year.