The Temple Of Silence And Reconciliation.

It Is, I Believe, No Exaggeration To Say That All The Historical Information Which Has Been Collected In The Sanskrit Language Is Less Valuable Than What May Be Found In The Paltry Abridgements Used At Preparatory Schools In England.

We Hardly Know An Instance Of The Strength And Weakness Of Human Nature So Striking And So Grotesque As The Character Of This Haughty, Vigilant, Resolute, Sagacious Blue-stocking, Half Mithridates And Half Trissotin, Bearing Up Against A World In Arms, With An Ounce Of Poison In One Pocket And A Quire Of Bad Verses In The Other.

What A Singular Destiny Has Been That Of This Remarkable Man!-to Be Regarded In His Own Age As A Classic, And In Ours As A Companion! To Receive From His Contemporaries That Full Homage Which Men Of Genius Have In General Received Only From Posterity; To Be More Intimately Known To Posterity Than Other Men Are Known To Their Contemporaries!

Every Age And Every Nation Has Certain Characteristic Vices, Which Prevail Almost Universally, Which Scarcely Any Person Scruples To Avow, And Which Even Rigid Moralists But Faintly Censure. Succeeding Generations Change The Fashion Of Their Morals With The Fashion Of Their Hats And Their Coaches; Take Some Other Kind Of Wickedness Under Their Patronage, And Wonder At The Depravity Of Their Ancestors.

No Particular Man Is Necessary To The State. We May Depend On It That, If We Provide The Country With Popular Institutions, Those Institutions Will Provide It With Great Men.