Date: 1790

"They are not repelled through a fastidious delicacy, at the stench of their arrogance and presumption, from a medicinal attention to their mental blotches and running sores."

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)

Date: 1790

"Some charitable dole is wanting to these, our often very unhappy brethren, to fill the gloomy void which reigns in minds which have nothing on earth to hope or fear."

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)

Date: 1790

"With these ideas rooted in their minds, the commons of Great Britain, in the national emergencies, will never seek their resource from the confiscation of the estates of the church and poor."

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)

Date: 1790

"You would not secure men from tyranny and sedition, by rooting out of the mind the principles to which these fraudulent pretexts apply? If you did, you would root out every thing that is valuable in the human breast."

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)

Date: 1790

"But those who will stand upon that elevation of reason, which places centuries under our eye, and brings things to the true point of comparison, which obscures little names, and effaces the colours of little parties, and to which nothing can ascend but the spirit and moral quality of human actio...

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)

Date: 1790

"If you were thus destitute of mental funds, the proceeding is in its natural course."

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)

Date: 1790

"You derive benefits from many dispositions and many passions of the human mind, which are of as doubtful a colour in the moral eye, as superstition itself."

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)

Date: 1790

"This was reserved to our time, to quench the little glimmerings of reason which might break in upon the solid darkness of this enlightened age."

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)

Date: 1790

"The body of the people must not find the principles of natural subordination by art rooted out of their minds."

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)

Date: January 19, 1791

"But it is then, and basking in the sunshine of unmerited fortune, that low, sordid, ungenerous, and reptile souls swell with their hoarded poisons; it is then that they display their odious splendour, and shine out in full lustre of their native villainy and baseness."

— Burke, Edmund (1729-1797)