Charles Mackay
Charles Mackay
pieces paper causes
Money, again, has often been a cause of the delusion of the multitudes. Sober nations have all at once become desperate gamblers, and risked almost their existence upon the turn of a piece of paper.
military men way
Men of thought and men of action, clear the Way!
truth distance eye
Truth . . . and if mine eyes Can bear its blaze, and trace its symmetries, Measure its distance, and its advent wait, I am no prophet - I but calculate.
running reading mad
In reading The History of Nations, we find that, like individuals, they have their whims and their peculiarities, their seasons of excitement and recklessness, when they care not what they do. We find that whole communities suddenly fix their minds upon one object and go mad in its pursuit; that millions of people become simultaneously impressed with one delusion, and run after it, till their attention is caught by some new folly more captivating than the first.
age gains peculiar
Every age has its peculiar folly: Some scheme, project, or fantasy into which it plunges, spurred on by the love of gain, the necessity of excitement, or the force of imitation.
wind wings pathways
Tell me, ye wingèd winds That round my pathway roar, Know ye not some spot Where mortals weep no more?
love dark sea
Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam, Where the shrill winds whistle free.
men might cain
Old Tubal Cain was a man of might In the days when earth was young.
running truth sunshine
But the sunshine aye shall light the sky, As round and round we run; And the truth shall ever come uppermost, And justice shall be done.
thinking air arrows
An arrow may fly through the air and leave no trace; but an ill thought leaves a trail like a serpent.
men thinking mad
Men, it has been well said, think in herds; it will be seen that they go mad in herds, while they only recover their senses slowly, and one by one.
chimney clothes maid women
Nobles, citizens, farmers, mechanics, seamen, footmen, maid servants, even chimney sweeps and old clothes women dabbled in tulips.
kings ifs wretched
If happy I and wretched he, Perhaps the king would change with me.