If ever Shakespeare rants, it is not when his imagination is hurrying him along, but when he is hurrying his imagination along.
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
We must succumb to the general influence of the times. No man can be of the tenth century, if he would; be must be a man of the nineteenth century.
In employing fiction to make truth clear and goodness attractive, we are only following the example which every Christian ought to propose to himself.
What society wants is a new motive, not a new cant.
Beards in olden times, were the emblems of wisdom and piety.
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.
The business of the dramatist is to keep himself out of sight, and to let nothing appear but his characters. As soon as he attracts notice to his personal feelings, the illusion is broken.
He was a rake among scholars, and a scholar among rakes.
Logicians may reason about abstractions. But the great mass of men must have images. The strong tendency of the multitude in all ages and nations to idolatry can be explained on no other principle.
So true it is, that nature has caprices which art cannot imitate.
We know no spectacle so ridiculous as the British public in one of its periodical fits of morality.
Genius is subject to the same laws which regulate the production of cotton and molasses.
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.
Cut off my head, and singular I am, Cut off my tail, and plural I appear; Although my middle's left, there's nothing there! What is my head cut off? A sounding sea; What is my tail cut off? A rushing river; And in their mingling depths I fearless play, Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.
Satire is, indeed, the only sort of composition in which the Latin poets whose works have come down to us were not mere imitators of foreign models; and it is therefore the sort of composition in which they have never been excelled.
With respect to the doctrine of a future life, a North American Indian knows just as much as any ancient or modern philosopher.
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.
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.
To be a really good historian is perhaps the rarest of intellectual distinctions.
A perfect historian must possess an imagination sufficiently powerful to make his narrative affecting and picturesque; yet he must control it so absolutely as to content himself with the materials which he finds, and to refrain from supplying deficiencies by additions of his own. He must be a profound and ingenious reasoner; yet he must possess sufficient self-command to abstain from casting his facts in the mould of his hypothesis.
Grief, which disposes gentle natures to retirement, to inaction, and to meditation, only makes restless spirits more restless.
In perseverance, in self command, in forethought, in all virtues which conduce to success in life, the Scots have never been surpassed.
He had a head which statuaries loved to copy, and a foot the deformity of which the beggars in the streets mimicked.
A kind of semi-Solomon, half-knowing everything, from the cedar to the hyssop.
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