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The Best History Is But Like The Art Of Rembrandt; It Casts A Vivid Light On Certain Selected Causes, On Those Which Were Best And Greatest; It Leaves All The Rest In Shadow And Unseen.

An Element Of Exaggeration Clings To The Popular Judgment: Great Vices Are Made Greater, Great Virtues Greater Also; Interesting Incidents Are Made More Interesting, Softer Legends More Soft.

Royalty Is A Government In Which The Attention Of The Nation Is Concentrated On One Person Doing Interesting Actions. A Republic Is A Government In Which That Attention Is Divided Between Many, Who Are All Doing Uninteresting Actions. Accordingly, So Long As The Human Heart Is Strong And The Human Reason Weak, Royalty Will Be Strong Because It Appeals To Diffused Feeling, And Republics Weak Because They Appeal To The Understanding.

We See But One Aspect Of Our Neighbor, As We See But One Side Of The Moon; In Either Case There Is Also A Dark Half, Which Is Unknown To Us. We All Come Down To Dinner, But Each Has A Room To Himself.

The Caucus Is A Sort Of Representative Meeting Which Sits Voting And Voting Till They Have Cut Out All The Known Men Against Whom Much Is To Be Said, And Agreed On Some Unknown Man Against Whom There Is Nothing Known, And Therefore Nothing To Be Alleged.