We are not altogether here to tolerate. We are here to resist, to control and vanquish withal.
Skepticism . . . is not intellectual only it is moral also, a chronic atrophy and disease of the whole soul.
The king is the man who can.
For man is not the creature and product of Mechanism; but, in a far truer sense, its creator and producer.
A Fourth Estate, of Able Editors, springs up.
Nay, in every epoch of the world, the great event, parent of all others, is it not the arrival of a Thinker in the world?
A fair day's wage for a fair day's work": it is as just a demand as governed men ever made of governing. It is the everlasting right of man.
High Air-castles are cunningly built of Words, the Words well bedded also in good Logic-mortar; wherein, however, no Knowledge will come to lodge.
France was long a despotism tempered by epigrams.
In the poorest cottage are Books: is one Book, wherein for several thousands of years the spirit of man has found light, and nourishment, and an interpreting response to whatever is Deepest in him.
The true Sovereign of the world, who moulds the world like soft wax, according to his pleasure, is he who lovingly sees into the world.
Man's earthly interests,'are all hooked and buttoned together, and held up, by Clothes.
Ever, as before, does Madness remain a mysterious-terrific, altogether infernal boiling-up of the Nether Chaotic Deep, through this fair-painted Vision of Creation, which swims thereon, which we name the Real.
Misery which, through long ages, had no spokesman, no helper, will now be its own helper and speak for itself.
The English are a dumb people. They can do great acts, but not describe them.
In every man's writings, the character of the writer must lie recorded.
One seems to believe almost all that they believe; and when they stop short and call it a Religion, and you pass on, and call it only a reminiscence of one, should you not part with the kiss of peace?
The end of man is action.
Macaulay is well for awhile, but one wouldn't live under Niagara.
In no time whatever can small critics entirely eradicate out of living men's hearts a certain altogether peculiar collar reverence for Great Men--genuine admiration, loyalty, adora-tion.
A man--be the heavens ever praised!--is sufficient for himself.
To be true is manly, chivalrous, Christian; to be false is mean, cowardly, devilish.
Is not light grander than fire?
The civil authority, or that part of it which remained faithful to their trust and true to the ends of the covenant, did, in answer to their consciences, turn out a tyrant, in a way which the Christians in aftertimes will mention with honor, and all tyrants in the world look at with fear.
Beautiful it is, and a gleam from the same eternal pole-star visible amid the destinies of men, that all talent, all intellect, is in the first plane moral. What a world were this otherwise!
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