Progress would not have been the rarity it is if the early food had not been the late poison.
Walter BagehotRead
The being without an opinion is so painful to human nature that most people will leap to a hasty opinion rather than undergo it.
Interpretation
People often feel compelled to form opinions quickly, even if they are not well-considered, to avoid the discomfort of uncertainty.
This quote by Walter Bagehot highlights the discomfort that comes with indecision or lack of opinion, suggesting that human nature drives individuals to form opinions—even hasty or unfounded ones—to mitigate the pain of uncertainty. It speaks to the psychological need for certainty and the tendency to resolve ambiguity quickly, even at the cost of sound judgment.
In practice
In a discussion about politics, someone might reference this quote to explain why people often adopt extreme positions without proper thought.
Progress would not have been the rarity it is if the early food had not been the late poison.
It is good to be without vices, but it is not good to be without temptations.
War both needs and generates certain virtues; not the highest, but what may be called the preliminary virtues, as valor, veracity, the spirit of obedience, the habit of discipline. Any of these, and of others like them, when possessed by a nation, and no matter how generated, will give them a military advantage, and make them more likely to stay in the race of nations.
Efficiency in an assembly requires a solid mass of steady votes; and these are collected by a deferential attachment to particular men, or by a belief in the principles that those men represent, and they are maintained by fear of those men - by the fear that if you vote against them, you may soon yourself have no vote at all.
Life is a compromise of what your ego wants to do, what experience tells you to do, and what your nerves let you do.
The most melancholy of human reflections, perhaps, is that, on the whole, it is a question whether the benevolence of mankind does most good or harm.
When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty, I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up.
Every new regulation concerning commerce or revenue; or in any manner affecting the value of the different species of property, presents a new harvest to those who watch the change and can trace its consequences; a harvest reared not by themselves but by the toils and cares of the great body of their fellow citizens. This is a state of things in which it may be said with some truth that laws are made for the few not for the many.
We are effectively destroying ourselves by violence masquerading as love.
Belief, as I use the word here, is the insistence that the truth is what one would "lief" or wish it to be. The believer will open his mind to the truth on condition that it fits in with his preconceived ideas and wishes. Faith, on the other hand, is an unreserved opening of the mind to the truth, whatever it may turn out to be. Faith has no preconceptions; it is a plunge into the unknown. Belief clings, but faith lets go.
In Africa, when an old man dies, it's a library burning.
We of the sinking middle class may sink without further struggles into the working class where we belong, and probably when we get there it will not be so dreadful as we feared, for, after all, we have nothing to lose.
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