Life Is A School Of

The Apparent Rulers Of The English Nation Are Like The Most Imposing Personages Of The A Splendid Procession; It Is By Them That The Mob Are Influenced; It Is They Who The Inspectors Cheer. The Real Rulers Are Secreted In Second Hand Carriages; No One Cares For Them Or Asks About Them, But They Are Obeyed Implicitly And Unconsciously By Reason Of The Splendour Of Those Who Eclipsed And Preceded Them.

There Seems To Be An Unalterable Contradiction Between The Human Mind And Its Employments. How Can A Soul Be A Merchant? What Relation To An Immortal Being Have The Price Of Linseed, The Brokerage On Hemp? Can An Undying Creature Debit Petty Expenses And Charge For Carriage Paid? The Soul Ties Its Shoes; The Mind Washes Its Hands In A Basin. All Is Incongruous.

When Great Questions End, Little Parties Begin.

The Most Essential Mental Quality For A Free People, Whose Liberty Is To Be Progressive, Permanent And On A Large Scale, Is Much Stupidity.

In Every Particular State Of The World, Those Nations Which Are Strongest Tend To Prevail Over The Others; And In Certain Marked Peculiarities The Strongest Tend To Be The Best.