He Who Writes Badly Thinks Badly

The Christian Religion, Then, Is Not An Affair Of Preaching, Or Prating, Or Ranting, But Of Taking Care Of The Bodies As Well As The Souls Of People; Not An Affair Of Belief And Of Faith And Of Professions, But An Affair Of Doing Good, And Especially To Those Who Are In Want; Not An Affair Of Fire And Brimstone, But An Affair Of Bacon And Bread, Beer And A Bed.

Poverty Is, Except Where There Is An Actual Want Of Food And Raiment, A Thing Much More Imaginary Than Real. The Shame Of Poverty--the Shame Of Being Thought Poor--it Is A Great And Fatal Weakness, Though Arising In This Country, From The Fashion Of The Times Themselves.

Norwich Is A Very Fine City, And The Castle, Which Stands In The Middle Of It, On A Hill, Is Truly Majestic.

The Very Hirelings Of The Press, Whose Trade It Is To Buoy Up The Spirits Of The People... Have Uttered Falsehoods So Long, They Have Played Off So Many Tricks, That Their Budget Seems, At Last, To Be Quite Empty.

Good Government Is Known From Bad Government By This Infallible Test: That Under The Former The Labouring People Are Well Fed And Well Clothed, And Under The Latter, They Are Badly Fed And Badly Clothed.