Quote by Edmund Burke
He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves, and sharpens our

He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves, and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper. This amicable conflict with difficulty helps us to an intimate acquaintance with our object, and compels us to consider it in all its relations. It will not suffer us to be superficial. – Edmund Burke

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There is but one law for all, namely that law which governs all law, the law of our Creator, the law of humanity, justice, equity – the law of nature and of nations. – Edmund Burke

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Hypocrisy can afford to be magnificent in its promises, for never intending to go beyond promise, it costs nothing. – Edmund Burke

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

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Wild intelligence abhors any narrow world; and the world of women must stay narrow, or the woman is an outlaw. No woman could be Nietzsche or Rimbaud without ending up in a whorehouse or lobotomized. – Andrea Dworkin

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Assent — and you are sane — , demur — youre straightway dangerous — , and handled with a Chain — . – Emily Dickinson

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It is hard for any one to be an honest politician who is not born and bred a Dissenter. – William Hazlitt

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Opposition is not necessarily enmity; it is merely misused and made an occasion for enmity. – Sigmund Freud

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Silence is one of the great arts of conversation. – Marcus Tullius Cicero

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I dont feel a lack of hope. Its just disappointment that after all these years were still fighting meaningless wars for a handful of people. – Geezer Butler

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All business proceeds on beliefs, or judgements of probabilities, and not on certainties. – Charles W. Eliot

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It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops, and barred windows, and deserted avenues. – Philip Gibbs

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