We Enter The World Alone, We Leave

A Person Possessed With An Idea Cannot Be Reasoned With.

Our Human Laws Are But The Copies, More Or Less Imperfect, Of The Eternal Laws, So Far As We Can Read Them.

You Cannot Reason People Into Loving Those Whom They Are Not Drawn To Love; They Cannot Reason Themselves Into It; And There Are Some Contrarieties Of Temper Which Are Too Strong Even For The Obligations Of Relationship.

English Character And English Freedom Depend Comparatively Little On The Form Which The Constitution Assumes At Westminster. A Centralised Democracy May Be As Tyrannical As An Absolute Monarch; And If The Vigour Of The Nation Is To Continue Unimpaired, Each Individual, Each Family, Each District, Must Preserve As Far As Possible Its Independence, Its Self-completeness, Its Powers And Its Privilege To Manage Its Own Affairs And Think Its Own Thoughts.

To Be Enthusiastic About Doing Much With Human Nature Is A Foolish Business Indeed; And, Throwing Himself Into His Work As He Was Doing, And Expecting So Much From It, Would Not The Tide Ebb As Strongly As It Was Flowing? It Is A Rash Game This Setting Our Hearts On Any Future Beyond What We Have Our Own Selves Control Over. Things Do Not Walk As We Settle With Ourselves They Ought To Walk, And To Hope Is Almost The Correlative Of To Be Disappointed.