Water is the mother of the vine, the nurse and fountain of fecundity, the adorner and refresher of the world.— Charles MacKay
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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.
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.
An arrow may fly through the air and leave no trace;
but an ill thought leaves a trail like a serpent.
Of all the offspring of Time, Error is the most ancient, and is so old and familiar an acquaintance, that Truth, when discovered, comes upon most of us like an intruder, and meets the intruder's welcome.
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.
The king can drink the best of wine -So can I;
And has enough when he would dine -So have I;And can not order rain or shine -Nor can I.Then where's the difference - let me see -Betwixt my lord the king and me?
Money, again, has often been a cause of the delusion of the multitudes.
Sober nations have all at once become desperate gamblers, and risked almost their existence upon the turn of a piece of paper.
There's a fount about to stream, There's a light about to beam, There's a warmth about to glow, There's a flower about to blow; There's a midnight blackness changing Into gray; Men of thought and men of action, Clear the way.
Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds
Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam, Where the shrill winds whistle free.
War in men's eyes shall be A monster of iniquity In the good time coming.
Nations shall not quarrel then, To prove which is the stronger; Nor slaughter men for glory's sake; - Wait a little longer.
Truth . . . and if mine eyes Can bear its blaze, and trace its symmetries, Measure its distance, and its advent wait, I am no prophet - I but calculate.
Old Tubal Cain was a man of might In the days when earth was young.
Every age has its peculiar folly: Some scheme, project, or fantasy into which it plunges, spurred on by the love of gain, the necessity of excitement, or the force of imitation.
There 's a good time coming, boys! A good time coming.
Much as the sage may affect to despise the opinion of the world, there are few who would not rather expose their lives a hundred times than be condemned to live on, in society, but not of it - a by-word of reproach to all who know their history, and a mark for scorn to point his finger at.
If happy I and wretched he, Perhaps the king would change with me.
Three causes especially have excited the discontent of mankind;
and, by impelling us to seek remedies for the irremediable, have bewildered us in a maze of madness and error. These are death, toil, and the ignorance of the future.
But the sunshine aye shall light the sky, As round and round we run;
And the truth shall ever come uppermost, And justice shall be done.
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.
You have no enemies, you say? Alas, my friend, the boast is poor.
He who has mingled in the fray of dutythat the brave endure, must have made foes.If you have none, small is the work that you have done.You've hit no traitor on the hip.You've dashed no cup from perjured lip.You've never turned the wrong to right.You've been a coward in the fight.
The smallest effort is not lost. Each wavelet on the ocean tost aids in the ebb-tide or the flow; each rain-drop makes some floweret blow; each struggle lessens human woe.
There is no such thing as death. In nature nothing dies. From each sad remnant of decay, some forms of life arise so shall his life be taken away before he knoweth that he hath it.
Tell me, ye wingèd winds That round my pathway roar, Know ye not some spot Where mortals weep no more?
Nations, like individuals, cannot become desperate gamblers with impunity.
Punishment is sure to overtake them sooner or later.