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The Doctrine Which, From The Very First Origin Of Religious Dissensions, Has Been Held By Bigots Of All Sects, When Condensed Into A Few Words And Stripped Of Rhetorical Disguise, Is Simply This: I Am In The Right, And You Are In The Wrong. When You Are The Stronger, You Ought To Tolerate Me; For It Is Your Duty To Tolerate Truth. But When I Am The Stronger I Shall Persecute You; For It Is My Duty To Persecute Error.

-Thomas B. Macaulay

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Thomas B. Macaulay

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The Doctrine Which, From The Very First Origin Of Religious Dissensions, Has Been Held By Bigots Of All Sects, When Condensed Into A Few Words And Stripped Of Rhetorical Disguise, Is Simply This: I Am In The Right, And You Are In The Wrong. When You Are The Stronger, You Ought To Tolerate Me; For It Is Your Duty To Tolerate Truth. But When I Am The Stronger I Shall Persecute You; For It Is My Duty To Persecute Error.

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If Any Person Had Told The Parliament Which Met In Terror And Perplexity After The Crash Of 1720 That In 1830 The Wealth Of England Would Surpass All Their Wildest Dreams, That The Annual Revenue Would Equal The Principal Of That Debt Which They Considered An Intolerable Burden, That For One Man Of

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A Few More Years Will Destroy Whatever Yet Remains Of That Magical Potency Which Once Belonged To The Name Of Byron.

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In Taste And Imagination, In The Graces Of Style, In The Arts Of Persuasion, In The Magnificence Of Public Works, The Ancients Were At Least Our Equals.

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The Knowledge Of The Theory Of Logic Has No Tendency Whatever To Make Men Good Reasoners.

The Highest Intellects, Like The Tops Of Mountains, Are The First To Catch And To Reflect The Dawn.

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.

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Happy Accidents

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

Few Of The Many Wise Apothegms Which Have Been Uttered Have Prevented A Single Foolish Action.

Shakespeare Has Had Neither Equal Nor Second.

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

Every Generation Enjoys The Use Of A Vast Hoard Bequeathed To It By Antiquity, And Transmits That Hoard, Augmented By Fresh Acquisitions, To Future Ages.

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The Whole History Of Christianity Proves That She Has Little Indeed To Fear From Persecution As A Foe, But Much To Fear From Persecution As An Ally.

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

I Have Seen The Hippopotamus, Both Asleep And Awake; And I Can Assure You That, Awake Or Asleep, He Is The Ugliest Of The Works Of God.

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

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In Employing Fiction To Make Truth Clear And Goodness Attractive, We Are Only Following The Example Which Every Christian Ought To Propose To Himself.

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.

It Is Impossible For Us, With Our Limited Means, To Attempt To Educate The Body Of The People. We Must At Present Do Our Best To Form A Class Who May Be Interpreters Between Us And The Millions Whom We Govern.

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.

Scotland By No Means Escaped The Fate Ordained For Every Country Which Is Connected, But Not Incorporated, With Another Country Of Greater Resources.

A Kind Of Semi-solomon, Half-knowing Everything, From The Cedar To The Hyssop.

Knowing Everything

A Page Digested Is Better Than A Volume Hurriedly Read.

To Sum Up The Whole, We Should Say That The Aim Of The Platonic Philosophy Was To Exalt Man Into A God.

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.

Books Are Becoming Everything To Me. If I Had At This Moment Any Choice In Life, I Would Bury Myself In One Of Those Immense Libraries...and Never Pass A Waking Hour Without A Book Before Me.

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.

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

A Man Who Should Act, For One Day, On The Supposition That All The People About Him Were Influenced By The Religion Which They Professed Would Find Himself Ruined By Night.

How It Chanced That A Man Who Reasoned On His Premises So Ably, Should Assume His Premises So Foolishly, Is One Of The Great Mysteries Of Human Nature.

Parent Of Sweetest Sounds, Yet Mute Forever.

The Doctrine Which, From The Very First Origin Of Religious Dissensions, Has Been Held By Bigots Of All Sects, When Condensed Into A Few Words And Stripped Of Rhetorical Disguise, Is Simply This: I Am In The Right, And You Are In The Wrong. When You Are The Stronger, You Ought To Tolerate Me; For It Is Your Duty To Tolerate Truth. But When I Am The Stronger I Shall Persecute You; For It Is My Duty To Persecute Error.

It May Be Laid As An Universal Rule That A Government Which Attempts More Than It Ought Will Perform Less.

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