Thomas Babington Macaulay

His imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It enabled
him to run, though not to soar.

His imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It enabled
him to run, though not to soar.

There were gentlemen and there were seamen in the navy of Charles
the Second. But the seamen were not read more

There were gentlemen and there were seamen in the navy of Charles
the Second. But the seamen were not gentlemen; and the gentlemen
were not seamen.

In that temple of silence and reconciliation where the enmities
of twenty generations lie buried, in the Great Abbey, read more

In that temple of silence and reconciliation where the enmities
of twenty generations lie buried, in the Great Abbey, which has
during many ages afforded a quiet resting-place to those whose
minds and bodies have been shattered by the contentions of the
Great Hall.

A beggarly people,
A church and no steeple.

A beggarly people,
A church and no steeple.

It is good to be often reminded of the inconsistency of human
nature, and to learn to look without read more

It is good to be often reminded of the inconsistency of human
nature, and to learn to look without wonder or disgust on the
weaknesses which are found in the strongest minds.