Journalism can never be silent: that is its greatest virtue and its greatest fault. It must speak, and speak immediately, read more

Journalism can never be silent: that is its greatest virtue and its greatest fault. It must speak, and speak immediately, while the echoes of wonder, the claims of triumph and the signs of horror are still in the air.

To serve thy generation, this thy fate:
"Written in water," swiftly fades thy name;
But he who read more

To serve thy generation, this thy fate:
"Written in water," swiftly fades thy name;
But he who loves his kind does, first and late,
A work too late for fame.

The great art in writing advertisements is the finding out a
proper method to catch the reader's eye; without read more

The great art in writing advertisements is the finding out a
proper method to catch the reader's eye; without which a good
thing may pass over unobserved, or be lost among commissions of
bankrupt.

The public have an insatiable curiosity to know everything. Except what is worth knowing. Journalism, conscious of this, and having read more

The public have an insatiable curiosity to know everything. Except what is worth knowing. Journalism, conscious of this, and having tradesman-like habits, supplies their demands.

Burke said there were Three Estates in Parliament; but, in the
Reporter's gallery yonder, there sat a fourth estate read more

Burke said there were Three Estates in Parliament; but, in the
Reporter's gallery yonder, there sat a fourth estate more
important far than they all.

Great is journalism. Is not every able editor a ruler of the
world, being the persuader of it?

Great is journalism. Is not every able editor a ruler of the
world, being the persuader of it?

Journalism consists largely in saying 'Lord Jones died' to people who never knew Lord Jones was alive.

Journalism consists largely in saying 'Lord Jones died' to people who never knew Lord Jones was alive.

Caused by a dearth of scandal should the vapors
Distress our fair ones--let them read the prayers.

Caused by a dearth of scandal should the vapors
Distress our fair ones--let them read the prayers.

How shall I speak thee, or thy power address
Thou God of our idolatry, the Press.
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How shall I speak thee, or thy power address
Thou God of our idolatry, the Press.
. . . .
Like Eden's dead probationary tree,
Knowledge of good and evil is from thee.