Reputation Is The Road To Power

Judges Of Elegance And Taste Consider Themselves As Benefactors To The Human Race, Whilst They Are Really Only The Interrupters Of Their Pleasure ... There Is No Taste Which Deserves The Epithet Good, Unless It Be The Taste For Such Employments Which, To The Pleasure Actually Produced By Them, Conjoin Some Contingent Or Future Utility: There Is No Taste Which Deserves To Be Characterized As Bad, Unless It Be A Taste For Some Occupation Which Has Mischievous Tendency.

What Else Is It That Should Trace The Insuperable Line? Is It The Faculty Of Reason Or Perhaps The Faculty Of Discourse? But A Full-grown Horse Or Dog Is Beyond Comparison A More Rational, As Well As More Conversable Animal, Than An Infant Of A Day Or A Week Or Even A Month Old. But Suppose They Were Otherwise, What Would It Avail? The Question Is Not, Can They Reason?, Nor Can They Talk? But, Can They Suffer? Why Should The Law Refuse Its Protection To Any Sensitive Being? The Time Will Come When Humanity Will Extend Its Mantle Over Everything Which Breathes.

The Law Of England Has Established Trial By Judge And Jury In The Conviction That It Is The Mode Best Calculated To Ascertain The Truth.

In The Mind Of All, Fiction, In The Logical Sense, Has Been The Coin Of Necessity;—in That Of Poets Of Amusement—in That Of The Priest And The Lawyer Of Mischievous Immorality In The Shape Of Mischievous Ambition,—and Too Often Both Priest And Lawyer Have Framed Or Made In Part This Instrument.

It Is With Government As With Medicine, Its Only Business Is The Choice Of Evils. Every Law Is An Evil, For Every Law Is An Infraction Of Liberty.