Shakespeare Has Had Neither Equal Nor Second.

No War Ought Ever To Be Undertaken But Under Circumstances Which Render All Intercourse Of Courtesy Between The Combatants Impossible. It Is A Bad Thing That Men Should Hate Each Other; But It Is Far Worse That They Should Contract The Habit Of Cutting One Another's Throats Without Hatred. War Is Never Lenient But Where It Is Wanton; When Men Are Compelled To Fight In Self-defence, They Must Hate And Avenge: This May Be Bad; But It Is Human Nature.

In Truth It May Be Laid Down As An Almost Universal Rule That Good Poets Are Bad Critics.

Mere Negation, Mere Epicurean Infidelity, As Lord Bacon Most Justly Observes, Has Never Disturbed The Peace Of The World. It Furnishes No Motive For Action; It Inspires No Enthusiasm; It Has No Missionaries, No Crusades, No Martyrs.

Men Naturally Sympathize With The Calamities Of Individuals; But They Are Inclined To Look On A Fallen Party With Contempt Rather Than With Pity.

The Business Of Everybody Is The Business Of Nobody.