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"I sleep in the nude but I pull the sheets up."
"I guess I never felt I affected people until I was in Korea."
"Integrity without knowledge is weak and useless, and knowledge without integrity is dangerous and dreadful."
"Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate?"
"For patience, sov'reign o'er transmuted ill."
"With these celestial Wisdom calms the mind, And makes the happiness she does not find."
"Men more frequently require to be reminded than informed."
"This singularity of his humour made him much observed."
"The endearing elegance of female friendship."
"The world is not yet exhausted: let me see something to-morrow which I never saw before."
"That fellow seems to me to possess but one idea, and that is a wrong one."
"God bless you, my dear!"
"The potentiality of growing rich beyond the dreams of avarice."
"He is not only dull himself, but the cause of dullness in others."
"You see they'd have fitted him to a T."
"Blown about with every wind of criticism."
"As with my hat upon my head I walk'd along the Strand, I there did meet another man With his hat in his hand."
"By Numbers here from Shame or Censure free, All Crimes are safe, but hated Poverty. This, only this, the rigid Law persues, This, only this, provokes the snarling Muse."
"Of all the Griefs that harrass the Distrest, Sure the most bitter is a scornful Jest"
"This mournful truth is ev'rywhere confessed — Slow rises worth, by poverty depressed."
"Unmoved though Witlings sneer and Rivals rail, Studious to please, yet not ashamed to fail. He scorns the meek address, the suppliant strain. With merit needless, and without it vain. In Reason, Nature, Truth, he dares to trust: Ye Fops, be silent: and ye Wits, be just."
"A thousand horrid Prodigies foretold it. A feeble government, eluded Laws, A factious Populace, luxurious Nobles, And all the maladies of stinking states."
"To-morrow's action! Can that hoary wisdom, Borne down with years, still doat upon tomorrow! That fatal mistress of the young, the lazy, The coward, and the fool, condemn'd to lose A useless life in waiting for to-morrow, To gaze with longing eyes upon to-morrow, Till interposing death destroys the prospect Strange! that this general fraud from day to day Should fill the world with wretches undetected. The soldier, labouring through a winter's march, Still sees to-morrow drest in robes of triumph; Still to the lover's long-expecting arms To-morrow brings the visionary bride. But thou, too old to hear another cheat, Learn, that the present hour alone is man's."
"There Poetry shall tune her sacred voice, And wake from ignorance the Western World."
"To neglect at any time preparation for death, is to sleep on our post at a siege, but to omit it in old age, is to sleep at an attack."
"[S]uch is the delight of mental superiority, that none on whom nature or study have conferred it, would purchase the gifts of fortune by its loss."
"It is always observable that silence propagates itself, and that the longer talk has been suspended, the more difficult it is to find any thing to say."
"The reciprocal civility of authors is one of the most risible scenes in the farce of life."
"Liberty is, to the lowest rank of every nation, little more than the choice of working or starving."
"[T]hey who complain, in peace, of the insolence of the populace, must remember, that their insolence in peace is bravery in war."
"Nature has given women so much power that the law has very wisely given them little."
"Resolve to spend a certain number of hours every day amongst your books."
"I have always suspected that the reading is right, which requires many words to prove it wrong; and the emendation wrong, that cannot without so much labour appear to be right."
"The only end of writing is to enable the readers better to enjoy life, or better to endure it."
"Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings."
"That man is little to be envied whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the ruins of Iona."
"There will always be a part, and always a very large part of every community, that have no care but for themselves, and whose care for themselves reaches little further than impatience of immediate pain, and eagerness for the nearest good."
"There is one writer, and, perhaps, many who do not write, to whom the contraction of these pernicious privileges appears very dangerous, and who startle at the thoughts of England free, and America in chains. Children fly from their own shadow, and rhetoricians are frighted by their own voices. Chains is, undoubtedly, a dreadful word; but, perhaps, the masters of civil wisdom may discover some gradations between chains and anarchy. Chains need not be put upon those who will be restrained without them. This contest may end in the softer phrase of English superiority and American obedience. We are told, that the subjection of Americans may tend to the diminution of our own liberties; an event, which none but very perspicacious politicians are able to foresee. If slavery be thus fatally contagious, how is it that we hear the loudest yelps for liberty among the drivers of negroes?"
"He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale."
"There is no wisdom in useless and hopeless sorrow; but there is something in it so like virtue, that he who is wholly without it cannot be loved."
"I am inclined to believe that few attacks either of ridicule or invective make much noise, but by the help of those they provoke."
"Fears of the brave, and follies of the wise! From Marlb'rough's eyes the streams of dotage flow, And Swift expires, a driv'ler and a show."
"O Lord, my Maker and Protector, who hast graciously sent me into this world, to work out my salvation, enable me to drive from me all such unquiet and perplexing thoughts as may mislead or hinder me in the practice of those duties which thou hast required. When I behold the works of thy hands and consider the course of thy providence, give me Grace always to remember that thy thoughts are not my thoughts, nor thy ways my ways. And while it shall please Thee to continue me in this world where much is to be done and little to be known, teach me by thy Holy Spirit to withdraw my mind from unprofitable and dangerous enquiries, from difficulties vainly curious, and doubts impossible to be solved. Let me rejoice in the light which thou hast imparted, let me serve thee with active zeal, and humble confidence, and wait with patient expectation for the time in which the soul which Thou receivest, shall be satisfied with knowledge."
"Every man naturally persuades himself that he can keep his resolutions, nor is he convinced of his imbecility but by length of time and frequency of experiment."
"Here closed in death th' attentive eyes That saw the manners in the face."
"Catch then, O! catch the transient hour, Improve each moment as it flies; Life's a short Summer — man a flower, He dies — alas! how soon he dies!"
"He who praises everybody praises nobody."
"Books that you may carry to the fire, and hold readily in your hand, are the most useful after all."
"Fly fishing may be a very pleasant amusement; but angling or float fishing I can only compare to a stick and a string, with a worm at one end and a fool at the other."
"Round numbers are always false."
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.