It is the common fate of the indolent to see their rights become a prey to the active.
John Philpot CurranRead
It is the common fate of the indolent to see their rights become prey to the active. The conditions upon which God hath given liberty to man is eternal vigilance; which condition if he break, servitude is at once the consequence of his crime, and the punishment of his guilt.
Interpretation
Inactivity leads to the loss of rights, and freedom requires constant vigilance.
This quote emphasizes that individuals who are complacent or inactive regarding their rights will ultimately see those rights undermined by more proactive individuals. It underscores the responsibility of each person to remain vigilant in the defense of their liberties, highlighting that failing to do so can result in the loss of freedom and the imposition of servitude as a consequence of one's negligence.
In practice
In a speech advocating for civic engagement, one might say, 'As John Philpot Curran reminds us, it is the indolent who lose their rights, so let us all stay vigilant.'
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Madness does not come by breaking out, but by giving in; by settling down in some dirty, little, self-repeating circle of ideas; by being tamed.
Distance... is like futurity. A dim vastness is spread before our souls; the perceptions of our mind are as obscure as those of our vision... But alas! when we have attained our object, when the distant 'there' becomes the present 'here,' all is changed; we are as poor and circumscribed as ever, and our souls still languish for unattainable happiness.
And now at last it comes. You will give me the Ring freely! In place of the Dark Lord you will set up a Queen. And I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Fair as the Sea and the Sun and the Snow upon the Mountain! Dreadful as the Storm and the Lightning! Stronger than the foundations of the earth. All shall love me and despair!
Without the hard little bits of marble which are called 'facts' or 'data' one cannot compose a mosaic; what matters, however, are not so much the individual bits, but the successive patterns into which you arrange them, then break them up and rearrange them.
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