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Grant that the old Adam in these persons may be so buried, that
the new man may be raised read more
Grant that the old Adam in these persons may be so buried, that
the new man may be raised up in them.
All zeal for a reform, that gives offence
To peace and charity, is mere pretence.
All zeal for a reform, that gives offence
To peace and charity, is mere pretence.
Every abuse ought to be reformed, unless the reform is more dangerous than the abuse itself.
Every abuse ought to be reformed, unless the reform is more dangerous than the abuse itself.
Every reformation must have its victims. You can't expect the fatted calf to share the enthusiasm of the angels over read more
Every reformation must have its victims. You can't expect the fatted calf to share the enthusiasm of the angels over the prodigal's return.
Reform must come from within, not from without. You cannot legislate for virtue.
Reform must come from within, not from without. You cannot legislate for virtue.
A conservative is someone who believes in reform. But not now.
A conservative is someone who believes in reform. But not now.
Nothing so needs reforming as other people's habits.
Nothing so needs reforming as other people's habits.
I do not mean to be disrespectful, but the attempt of the Lords
to stop the progress of reform, read more
I do not mean to be disrespectful, but the attempt of the Lords
to stop the progress of reform, reminds me very forcibly of the
great storm of Sidmouth, and of the conduct of the excellent Mrs.
Partington on that occasion. In the winter of 1824, there set in
a great flood upon that town--the tide rose to an incredible
height: the waves rushed in upon the houses, and everything was
threatened with destruction. In the midst of this sublime and
terrible storm, Dame Partington, who lived upon the beach, was
seen at the door of her house with mop and pattens, trundling her
mop, squeezing out the sea water, and vigorously pushing away the
Atlantic Ocean. The Atlantic was roused. Mrs. Partington's
spirit was up; but I need not tell you that the contest was
unequal. The Atlantic Ocean beat Mrs. Partington. She was
excellent at a slop or a puddle, but she should not have meddled
with a tempest.
My desolation does begin to make
A better life.
My desolation does begin to make
A better life.
