There shall never be one lost good! What was shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
Of all virtues and dignities of the mind, goodness is the greatest, being the character of the Deity; and without it, man is a busy, mischievous, wretched thing.
And withal they learn to be idle, wandering about from house to house; and not only idle, but tattlers also and busybodies, speaking things which they ought not.
Report, that which no evil thing of any kind is more swift, increases with travel and gains strength by its progress. [Lat., Fama, malum quo non aliud velocius ullum, Mobilitate viget, viresque acquirit eundo.]
There is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, that it ill behaves any of us to find fault with the rest of us.
Goths don't identify with evil, we mourn the evil in society. The fascination with death is basically a reminder to us of our own mortality. For these reasons, we wear black.
Goths are sort of like mimes with long hair and trenchcoats. Neat.
Goths tend to be rather pacifistic, so to associate all Goths with violence because some of them are into heavy metal music is illogical. It makes just as much sense to reason like this: some nuns like soccer; violence sometimes occurs at soccer matches; therefore, nuns tend to be violent.
Oh, we are weary pilgrims; to this wilderness we bring A Church without a bishop, a State without a King.
Yesterday the greatest question was decided which was ever debated in America; and a greater perhaps never was, nor will be, decided among men. A resolution was passed without one dissenting colony, that those United Colonies are, and of right ought to be, free and independent States.
It [Calvinism] established a religion without a prelate, a government without a king.
Yet if thou didst but know how little wit governs this mighty universe.
And he that overcometh, and keepeth my works unto the end, to him will I give power over the nations: And he shall rule them with a rod of iron; as the vessels of a potter shall they be broken to shivers: even as I received of my Father.
The marvel of all history is the patience with which men and women submit to burdens unnecessarily laid upon them by their governments.
A wise government knows how to enforce with temper, or to conciliate with dignity, but a weak one is odious in the former, and contemptible in the latter.
For in reason, all government without the consent of the governed is the very definition of slavery.
If you want to understand your government, don't begin by reading the Constitution. (It conveys precious little of the flavor of today's statecraft.) Instead, read selected portions of the Washington telephone directory containing listings for all the organizations with titles beginning with the word National.
Applause, mingled with boos and hisses, is about all that the average voter is able or willing to contribute to public life.
In the long-run every Government is the exact symbol of its People, with their wisdom and unwisdom; we have to say, Like People like Government.
Ancient Rome declined because it had a Senate, now what's going to happen to us with both a House and a Senate?
Whatever he did, was done with so much ease, In him alone 'twas natural to please.
From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.
Here comes one with a paper: God give him grace to groan!
Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard, and many a time Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear; for several virtues Have I liked several women; never any With so full soul but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed, And put it to the foil.
He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural.