Edmund Burke

Ireland
12 Jan 1729 // 9 Jul 1797
Statesman / Author / Orator/ Philosopher

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It is ordained in the eternal constitution of things, that men of intemperate minds cannot be free; their passions forge their fetters
It is known that the taste - whatever it is - is improved exactly as we improve our judgment, by extending our knowledge, by a steady attention to our object, and by frequent exercise
It is in the relaxation of security; it is in the expansion of prosperity; it is in the hour of dilatation of the heart, and of its softening into festivity and pleasure, that the real character of men is discerned
It is for the most part in our skill in manners, and in the observations of time and place and of decency in general, that what is called taste by way of distinction consists; and which is in reality no other than a more refined judgment
It is by sympathy we enter into the concerns of others, that we are moved as they are moved, and are never suffered to be indifferent spectators of almost anything which men can do or suffer. For sympathy may be considered as a sort of substitution, by which we are put into the place of another man, and affected in many respects as he is affected
It is by imitation, far more than by precept, that we learn everything; and what we learn thus, we acquire not only more effectually, but more pleasantly
It is a general error to suppose the loudest complainers for the public to be the most anxious for its welfare
It becomes extremely hard to disentangle our idea of the cause from the effect by which we know it
Is it in destroying and pulling down that skill is displayed? The shallowest understanding, the rudest hand, is more than equal to that task
In all forms of government the people is the true legislator
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