The question is not whether Mars had a history, but whether scientists are qualified as divination experts to read that history usingtea leaves in the present that provide no opportunity for testing or falsification. Since this solution breeds new problemsjust like prior ones did, is amply seasoned with perhapses and maybes, and will undoubtedly be overturned in another few years, astute readers had best avoid following the priests to the shrine of scientism, instead filtering out what observationalclues are meaningful and judging the reasonableness of inferences that could be made from them, keeping an open mindthat is willing to think outside the consensus box. This sentence is shorter.
Socrates, who approached nearest to a knowledge of the Creator, is said to have paid for it, and died a martyr to the Deity; he is the only man whom the Greeks put to death for his opinions. If that was really the cause of his condemnation, however, it is not to the credit of intolerance, since they punished only the man who alone gave glory to God, and honoured those who held unworthy views of the Deity. The enemies of toleration would, I think, be ill advised to quote the odious example of the judges of Socrates.
ChestertonPeople have no tolerance.
They think all bugs are bad.
It's the American way.
If you don't like something, kill it.
- Carl OlsonWhere the Mind is biggest, the Heart,
the Senses, Magnanimity, Charity, Tolerance,
Kindliness, and the rest of them scarcely have room to breathe.
- Virginia WoolfI am a lover of truth, a worshipper of freedom,
a celebrant at the altar of language and purity and tolerance.
- Stephen FryBritons seem to have given up on assimilating their Muslim population,
with many British elites patting themselves on the
back for their tolerance and multiculturalism.
- Linda ChavezTolerance is another word for indifference.
It is the consequence of humanity.
We are all formed of frailty and error;
let us pardon reciprocally each other's folly -
that is the first law of nature.
- VoltaireI have a zero tolerance for sanctimonious morons who try to scare people.
- Pat RobertsonTolerance is giving to every other human being every
right that you claim for yourself.
- Robert Green IngersollNo human trait deserves less tolerance in everyday life,
and gets less, than intolerance.
- Giacomo LeopardiAny one who wants to live in peace and freedom will be to live by toil,
demonstration of high levels of discipline and tolerance for one another.
- Yahya JammehTolerance always has limits - it cannot tolerate what
is itself actively intolerant.
- Sidney HookI have, I admit, a low tolerance for detached chronicling and cool analysis.
- Leslie FiedlerI have seen great intolerance shown in support of tolerance.
- Samuel Taylor ColeridgeI suspect that even today, with all the progress we
have made in liberal thought,
the quality of true tolerance is as rare as the quality of mercy.
- Frank KnoxThe test of courage comes when we are in the minority.
The test of tolerance comes when we are in the majority.
- Ralph W.
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I am well aware that there will always be a set of people, upon whose minds a petrified pike, found upon Mount Cenis, or a turbot in the country of Hesse, will have greater weight than all the arguments of sound philosophy. They will still be fond of imagining that the summits of the mountains have heretofore served as a bed to the ocean, notwithstanding the impossibility of the thing from the laws of nature; while others again will think, from finding some few Syrian shells in Germany, that the Syrian Sea came to Frankfort. A taste for the wonderful is the parent of hypotheses; but nature appears to delight as much in uniformity and unchangeableness, as our imaginations do in surprising revolutions: and, to use the words of the great Newton, “Nature is consistent with herself.” We are told by the Scripture, that there has been a deluge; but there remains no other monument on the earth—at least that I can perceive—but the remembrance of so dreadful a prodigy, which in vain admonishes us to amend our lives.
We might, indeed, choose whether we would credit either of these hypotheses; and rather think, with many naturalists, that these shells, that are supposed to have been transferred from such a distance, are fossils, which are produced by the earth in these climates. Again; we might, with an equal degree of probability, conjecture, that the places where these shells are found were formerly covered with lakes or collections of water: but whichever opinion or error we may adopt, these shells are by no means a proof that the whole universe has been turned upside down.
See these other men, dressed as comedians, earning a little money by singing, in a foreign language, a very obscure and insipid song, to thank the author of nature for this horrible outrage done to nature; and then tell me calmly that all is well. Say the word, if you dare, in connection with Alexander VI. and Julius II.; say it over the ruins of a hundred towns that have been swallowed up by earthquakes, and amid the twelve millions of Americans who are being assassinated, in twelve million ways, to punish them for not being able to understand in Latin a papal bull that the monks have read to them. Say it to-day, the 24th of August, 1772; a day on which the pen trembles in my fingers, the two-hundredth anniversary of the massacre of St. Bartholomew. Pass from these innumerable theatres of carnage to the equally unnumbered retreats of sorrow that cover the earth, to that swarm of diseases which slowly devour so many poor wretches while they yet live; think of that frightful ravage of nature which poisons the human race in its source, and associates the most abominable of plagues with the most necessary of pleasures. See that despised king Henry III., and that mediocre leader the Duke of Mayenne, struck down with the small-pox while they are waging civil war; and that insolent descendant of a Florentine merchant, Gondi, and Retz, the priest, archbishop of Paris, preaching with sword in hand and body diseased. To complete this true and horrible picture, fancy yourself amid the floods and volcanoes that have so often devastated so many parts of the world; amid the leprosy and the plague that have swept it. And do you who read this recall all that you have suffered, admit that evil exists, and do not add to so many miseries and horrors the wild absurdity of denying them.
We may be quite sure that there would be just as much reason to grant the snail a hidden being called a “free soul” as to grant it to man. The snail has a will, desires, tastes, sensations, ideas, and memory. It wishes to move towards the material of its food or the object of its love. It remembers it, has an idea of it, advances towards it as quickly as it can; it knows pleasure and pain. Yet you are not terrified when you are told that the animal has not a spiritual soul; that God has bestowed on it these gifts for a little time; that he who moves the stars moves also the insect. But when it comes to man you change your mind. This poor animal seems to you so worthy of your respect—that is to say, you are so proud—that you venture to place in its frail body something that seems to share the nature of God himself, yet something that seems to you at times diabolical in the perversity of its thoughts; something wise and foolish, good and execrable, heavenly and infernal, invisible, immortal, incomprehensible. And you have familiarised yourself with this idea, as you have grown accustomed to speak of movement, though there is no such being as movement; as you use abstract words, though there are no abstract beings.
says that the serpent eats earth; you know that is wrong, and that earth alone contains no nourishment. In regard to God walking familiarly every day in the garden, and talking to Adam and Eve and the serpent, I may say that it would have been very pleasant to have been there. But as I think you are much more fitted for the kind of society which Joseph and Mary had in the stable at Bethlehem, I will not advise you to visit the garden of Eden, especially as the gate is now guarded by a cherub armed to the teeth. It is true that, according to the rabbis, means “ox.” A curious kind of porter! Please let me know at least what a cherub is.
Do these clear and precise words mean that Boniface VIII. was bound to crush the Colonna family; that Alexander VI. was bound to poison so many Roman barons; or that the bishop of Rome received from God, in a time of anarchy, the duchy of Rome, Ferrara, Bologna, the March of Ancona, Castro, and Ronciglione, and all the country from Viterbo to Terracina, which have been wrested from their lawful owners? Think you, Romans, that Jesus was sent on earth by God solely for the Rezzonico?