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He Who Has Mingled In The Fray Of Duty That The Brave Endure, Must Have Made Foes. If You Have None, Small Is The Work That You Have Done.

Men, It Has Been Well Said, Think In Herds; It Will Be Seen That They Go Mad In Herds, While They Only Recover Their Senses Slowly, And One By One.

There Is Scarcely An Occurrence In Nature Which, Happening At A Certain Time, Is Not Looked Upon By Some Persons As A Prognosticator Either Of Good Or Evil. The Latter Are In The Greatest Number, So Much More Ingenious Are We In Tormenting Ourselves Than In Discovering Reasons For Enjoyment In The Things That Surround Us.

The Study Of The Errors Into Which Great Minds Have Fallen In The Pursuit Of Truth Can Never Be Uninstructive. . . No Man Is So Wise But That He May Learn Some Wisdom From His Past Errors, Either Of Thought Or Action, And No Society Has Made Such Advances As To Be Capable Of No Improvement From The Retrospect Of Its Past Folly And Credulity.

Extraordinary Popular Delusions And The Madness Of Crowds