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Quote by William Hazlitt
Mankind are an incorrigible race. Give them but bugbears and idols

Mankind are an incorrigible race. Give them but bugbears and idols — it is all that they ask; the distinctions of right and wrong, of truth and falsehood, of good and evil, are worse than indifferent to them. – William Hazlitt

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Love turns, with a little indulgence, to indifference or disgust hatred alone is immortal. – William Hazlitt

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There is nothing more likely to drive a man mad, than the being unable to get rid of the idea of the distinction between right and wrong, and an obstinate, constitutional preference of the true to the agreeable. – William Hazlitt

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The type of fig leaf which each culture employs to cover its social taboos offers a twofold description of its morality. It reveals that certain unacknowledged behavior exists and it suggests the form that such behavior takes. – Freda Adler

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We find many things to which the prohibition of them constitutes the only temptation. – William Hazlitt

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