Quotes About Burke

Burke, could he see our century, never would concede that a consumption-society is the end for which Providence has prepared man.

Society can overlook murder, adultery or swindling it never forgives preaching of a new gospel.

When we speak of the commerce with our colonies, fiction lags after truth; invention is unfruitful, and imagination cold and barren.

It is ordained in the eternal constitution of things, that men of intemperate minds cannot be free. Their passions forge their fetters.

The reaction against utilitarianism was a second romanticism, in which the fight against social injustice and the opposition to the actual theories of the "dismal science" played a much smaller part than the urge to escape from the present, whose problems the anti-utilitarians had no ability and no desire to solve, into the irrarionalism of Burke, Coleridge, and German romanticism.

I get in my golf cart with my dogs, I have five dogs.

I wish I could blame it on the choreography, but it's not a musical. I just had a clumsy moment.

It is ordained," said Burke, "in the eternal constitution of things, that men of intemperate minds cannot be free. Their passions form their fetters.

If you turn toward O'Connell Street, an easy stroll takes you to the noble façade of Trinity College and the statues of Burke and Goldsmith; northward, near Parnell Square, you may hear living Irish orators proclaiming through amplifiers that they have succeeded in increasing sevenfold the pensions of widows, a mere earnest of their intent. And you may reflect, with Burke, "What shadows we are, and what shadows we pursue!

I enjoyed it at Celtic and had some great moments and obviously some not so great moments.

Burke has truly said that "the human system which rests for its basis on the heroic virtues is sure to have a superstructure of weakness or of profligacy.

Or send her reasons why she does not wish to come." Burke's caveat may have been inspired by the knowledge that a year earlier when the Whipple party had spent a week with the Mohaves, Olive had not presented herself, or by Francisco, who had talked with Espaniole months earlier and may have gleaned that Olive preferred to stay.

Liberty to have any meaning had to be based on law, and law in its turn on morality: that is, on justice. For Burke brought to the French Revolution the historic English touchstone of every political pretension: its compatibility with fair and kindly dealing. "Whenever a separation is made between liberty and justice," he wrote, "neither is safe.

the thing you contend for to be reason," Burke had said, "show it to be common sense, show it to be the means of attaining some useful end, and then I am content to allow it what dignity you please.

He hates me now. She watched the viewscreen, seeing the distant stars rush past as the vast, sleek form of the Mother ship grew closer. He'd rather endure horrible pain than feel anything at all for me. But who could blame him? After all, it wasn't as though she was some kind of prize. Emotionally damaged, that's what I am. What happened with Burke, what he did to me, ruined everything. Everything. She

Seattle has a long tradition of celebrating local and non-local art - from the Burke and Seattle Art Museums to the Asian Art Museum.

I don't want to get into splitting hairs. Trauma is trauma. I'm not in a position to quantify or qualify people's trauma.

All that is necessary for evil to triumph, said Burke, is for good men to do nothing; and most good men nowadays can be relied upon to do precisely that. Where a reputation for intolerance is more feared than a reputation for vice itself, all manner of evil may be expected to flourish.

And yet, Burke might have countered, once the masses were fated by the laws of political economy to toil in misery, what else was the idea of equality but a cruel bait to goad mankind into self-destruction?

I do a lot of sexy publicity, but I have yet to have any bad experiences regarding jealousy.

The writers against religion, whilst they oppose every system, are wisely careful never to set up any of their own.

Only in the late eighteenth century, with Burke and his theory of the sublime, Wordsworth and his mountains, Rousseau and his thoughts on Nature, did any sense of the romantic appeal of such wilderness areas begin in Europe. But having discovered such a sensibility ourselves, there has always been a reluctance to ascribe it to any other culture, let alone one which might have come to it before us.

Everything is preplanned, a fact that might not upset humankind as much if they were let in on the secret,

Standing with the headlights behind them, they looked like devils come from Hell itself.