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In That Temple Of Silence And Reconciliation Where The Enmities Of Twenty Generations Lie Buried, In The Great Abbey Which Has During Many Ages Afforded A Quiet Resting-place To Those Whose Minds And Bodies Have Been Shattered By The Contentions Of The Great Hall.

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In That Temple Of Silence And Reconciliation Where The Enmities Of Twenty Generations Lie Buried, In The Great Abbey Which Has During Many Ages Afforded A Quiet Resting-place To Those Whose Minds And Bodies Have Been Shattered By The Contentions Of The Great Hall.

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It Was Before Deity Embodied In A Human Form Walking Among Men, Partaking Of Their Infirmities, Leaning On Their Bosoms, Weeping Over Their Graves, Slumbering In The Manger, Bleeding On The Cross, That The Prejudices Of The Synagogue, And The Doubts Of The Academy, And The Pride Of The Portico, And The Fasces Of The Lictor, And The Swords Of Thirty Legions Were Humbled In The Dust.

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The Church Is The Handmaid Of Tyranny And The Steady Enemy Of Liberty.

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To Carry The Spirit Of Peace Into War Is A Weak And Cruel Policy. When An Extreme Case Calls For That Remedy Which Is In Its Own Nature Most Violent, And Which, In Such Cases, Is A Remedy Only Because It Is Violent, It Is Idle To Think Of Mitigating And Diluting. Languid War Can Do Nothing Which Negotiation Or Submission Will Do Better: And To Act On Any Other Principle Is, Not To Save Blood And Money, But To Squander Them.

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There Is Surely No Contradiction In Saying That A Certain Section Of The Community May Be Quite Competent To Protect The Persons And Property Of The Rest, Yet Quite Unfit To Direct Our Opinions, Or To Superintend Our Private Habits.

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I Have Not The Smallest Doubt That, If We Had A Purely Democratic Government Here, The Effect Would Be The Same. Either The Poor Would Plunder The Rich, And Civilisation Would Perish; Or Order And Property Would Be Saved By A Strong Military Government, And Liberty Would Perish.

Office Of Itself Does Much To Equalize Politicians. It By No Means Brings All Characters To A Level; But It Does Bring High Characters Down And Low Characters Up Towards A Common Standard.

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The Hearts Of Men Are Their Books; Events Are Their Tutors; Great Actions Are Their Eloquence.

Free Trade, One Of The Greatest Blessings Which A Government Can Confer On A People, Is In Almost Every Country Unpopular.

A System In Which The Two Great Commandments Are To Hate Your Neighbor And To Love Your Neighbor's Wife.

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No Man Who Is Correctly Informed As To The Past Will Be Disposed To Take A Morose Or Desponding View Of The Present.

If The Sunday Had Not Been Observed As A Day Of Rest During The Last Three Centuries, I Have Not The Slightest Doubt That We Should Have Been At This Moment A Poorer People And Less Civilized.

By Poetry We Mean The Art Of Employing Of Words In Such A Manner As To Produce An Illusion On The Imagination; The Art Of Doing By Means Of Words, What The Painter Does By Means Of Colors.

This Is The Highest Miracle Of Genius, That Things Which Are Not Should Be As Though They Were, That The Imaginations Of One Mind Should Become The Personal Recollections Of Another.

The Study Of The Properties Of Numbers, Plato Tells Us, Habituates The Mind To The Contemplation Of Pure Truth, And Raises Us Above The Material Universe. He Would Have His Disciples Apply Themselves To This Study, Not That They May Be Able To Buy Or Sell, Not That They May Qualify Themselves To Be Shopkeepers Or Travelling Merchants, But That They May Learn To Withdraw Their Minds From The Ever-shifting Spectacle Of This Visible And Tangible World, And To Fix Them On The Immutable Essences Of Things.

There Are Countries In Which It Would Be As Absurd To Establish Popular Governments As To Abolish All The Restraints In A School Or To Unite All The Strait-waistcoats In A Madhouse.

A Few More Days, And This Essay Will Follow The Defensio Populi To The Dust And Silence Of The Upper Shelf... For A Month Or Two It Will Occupy A Few Minutes Of Chat In Every Drawing-room, And A Few Columns In Every Magazine; And It Will Then Be Withdrawn, To Make Room For The Forthcoming Novelties.

Even Holland And Spain Have Been Positively, Though Not Relatively, Advancing.

There Is No Country In Europe Which Is So Easy To Over-run As Spain; There Is No Country Which It Is More Difficult To Conquer.

People Crushed By Law Have No Hopes But From Power. If Laws Are Their Enemies, They Will Be Enemies To Laws.

The Effect Of Violent Dislike Between Groups Has Always Created An Indifference To The Welfare And Honor Of The State.

Then None Was For A Party; Than All Were For The State; Then The Great Man Helped The Poor, And The Poor Man Loved The Great: Then Lands Were Fairly Portioned; Then Spoils Were Fairly Sold: The Romans Were Like Brothers In The Brave Days Of Old.

The English Bible - A Book Which, If Everything Else In Our Language Should Perish, Would Alone Suffice To Show The Whole Extent Of Its Beauty And Power.

The Life Of Johnson Is Assuredly A Great, A Very Great Work. Homer Is Not More Decidedly The First Of Heroic Poets. Shakespeare Is Not More Decidedly The First Of Dramatists, Demosthenes Is Not More Decidedly The First Of Orators, Than Boswell Is The First Of Biographers. He Has No Second.

We Do Not Think It Necessary To Prove That A Quack Medicine Is Poison; Let The Vender Prove It To Be Sanative.

When The Great Kepler Bad At Length Discovered The Harmonic Laws That Regulate The Motions Of The Heavenly Bodies, He Exclaimed: "whether My Discoveries Will Be Read By Posterity Or By My Contemporaries Is A Matter That Concerns Them More Than Me. I May Well Be Contented To Wait One Century For A Reader, When God Himself, During So Many Thousand Years, Has Waited For An Observer Like Myself.

A Government Cannot Be Wrong In Punishing Fraud Or Force, But It Is Almost Certain To Be Wrong If, Abandoning Its Legitimate Function, It Tells Private Individuals That It Knows Their Business Better Than They Know It Themselves.

In Perseverance, In Self Command, In Forethought, In All Virtues Which Conduce To Success In Life, The Scots Have Never Been Surpassed.

Finesse Is The Best Adaptation Of Means To Circumstances.

Men Naturally Sympathize With The Calamities Of Individuals; But They Are Inclined To Look On A Fallen Party With Contempt Rather Than With Pity.

There Was, It Is Said, A Criminal In Italy Who Was Suffered To Make His Choice Between Guicciardini And The Galleys. He Chose The History. But The War Of Pisa Was Too Much For Him; He Changed His Mind, And Went To The Oars.

The Most Beautiful Object In The World, It Will Be Allowed, Is A Beautiful Woman.

Mere Negation, Mere Epicurean Infidelity, As Lord Bacon Most Justly Observes, Has Never Disturbed The Peace Of The World. It Furnishes No Motive For Action; It Inspires No Enthusiasm; It Has No Missionaries, No Crusades, No Martyrs.

I Shall Not Be Satisfied Unless I Produce Something Which Shall For A Few Days Supersede The Last Fashionable Novel On The Tables Of Young Ladies.

Temple Was A Man Of The World Amongst Men Of Letters, A Man Of Letters Amongst Men Of The World.

The Sweeter Sound Of Woman's Praise.

A Dominant Religion Is Never Ascetic.

There Were Gentlemen And There Were Seamen In The Navy Of Charles The Second. But The Seamen Were Not Gentlemen; And The Gentlemen Were Not Seamen.

He Was A Rake Among Scholars, And A Scholar Among Rakes.

Facts Are The Mere Dross Of History. It Is From The Abstract Truth Which Interpenetrates Them, And Lies Latent Among Them, Like Gold In The Ore, That The Mass Derives Its Whole Value; And The Precious Particles Are Generally Combined With The Baser In Such A Manner That The Separation Is A Task Of The Utmost Difficulty.

We Hold That The Most Wonderful And Splendid Proof Of Genius Is A Great Poem Produced In A Civilized Age.

The Best Portraits Are Those In Which There Is A Slight Mixture Of Caricature.

He Had A Head Which Statuaries Loved To Copy, And A Foot The Deformity Of Which The Beggars In The Streets Mimicked.

In Order That He Might Rob A Neighbour Whom He Had Promised To Defend, Black Men Fought On The Coast Of Coromandel And Red Men Scalped Each Other By The Great Lakes Of North America.

Those Who Have Read History With Discrimination Know The Fallacy Of Those Panegyrics And Invectives Which Represent Individuals As Effecting Great Moral And Intellectual Revolutions, Subverting Established Systems, And Imprinting A New Character On Their Age. The Difference Between One Man And Another Is By No Means So Great As The Superstitious Crowd Suppose.

Boswell Is The First Of Biographers.

Those Who Seem To Load The Public Taste Are, In General, Merely Outrunning It In The Direction Which It Is Spontaneously Pursuing.

Our Rulers Will Best Promote The Improvement Of The Nation By Strictly Confining Themselves To Their Own Legitimate Duties, By Leaving Capital To Find Its Most Lucrative Course, Commodities Their Fair Price, Industry And Intelligence Their Natural Reward, Idleness And Folly Their Natural Punishment, By Maintaining Peace, By Defending Property, By Diminishing The Price Of Law, And By Observing Strict Economy In Every Department Of The State. Let The Government Do This: The People Will Assuredly Do The Rest.

A Page Digested Is Better Than A Volume Hurriedly Read.

Language, The Machine Of The Poet, Is Best Fitted For His Purpose In Its Rudest State. Nations, Like Individuals, First Perceive, And Then Abstract. They Advance From Particular Images To General Terms. Hence The Vocabulary Of An Enlightened Society Is Philosophical, That Of A Half-civilized People Is Poetical.

I Shall Cheerfully Bear The Reproach Of Having Descended Below The Dignity Of History.

People Who Take No Pride In The Noble Achievements Of Remote Ancestors Will Never Achieve Anything Worthy To Be Remembered With Pride By Remote Descendants.

The History Of Nations, In The Sense In Which I Use The Word, Is Often Best Studied In Works Not Professedly Historical.

An Acre In Middlesex Is Better Than A Principality In Utopia.

A Politician Must Often Talk And Act Before He Has Thought And Read. He May Be Very Ill Informed Respecting A Question: All His Notions About It May Be Vague And Inaccurate; But Speak He Must. And If He Is A Man Of Ability, Of Tact, And Of Intrepidity, He Soon Finds That, Even Under Such Circumstances, It Is Possible To Speak Successfully.

Grief, Which Disposes Gentle Natures To Retirement, To Inaction, And To Meditation, Only Makes Restless Spirits More Restless.

To Punish A Man Because He Has Committed A Crime, Or Because He Is Believed, Though Unjustly, To Have Committed A Crime, Is Not Persecution. To Punish A Man, Because We Infer From The Nature Of Some Doctrine Which He Holds, Or From The Conduct Of Other Persons Who Hold The Same Doctrines With Him, That He Will Commit A Crime, Is Persecution, And Is, In Every Case, Foolish And Wicked.

Byron Owed The Vast Influence Which He Exercised Over His Contemporaries At Least As Much To His Gloomy Egotism As To The Real Power Of His Poetry.

The Real Object Of The Drama Is The Exhibition Of Human Character.

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