John Robert Seeley

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Life may not be beautiful, but it is interesting.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: Life
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We seem, as it were, to have conquered and peopled half the world in a fit of absence of mind.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: Mind
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History without politics descends to mere Literature.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: History
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Politics are vulgar when they are not liberalised by history, and history fades into mere literature when it loses sight of its relation to practical politics.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: Sight
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History is the school of statesmanship.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: School
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No virtue is safe that is not enthusiastic.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: Motivational
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He who studies it [Nature] has continually the exquisite pleasure of discerning or half discerning and divining laws; regularities glimmer through an appearance of confusion; analogies between phenomena of a different order suggest themselves and set the imagination in motion; the mind is haunted with the sense of a vast unity not yet discoverable or nameable.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: Running
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A grain of real knowledge, of genuine controllable conviction, will outweigh a bushel of adroitness; and to produce persuasion there is one golden principle of rhetoric not put down in the books-to understand what you are talking about.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: Real
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It's a withdrawal of love, coupled with rejection. That combination is hard to accept, and often triggers feelings of not good enough, failure at relationship, insecurity, lack of trust and other feelings.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: Rejection
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No man saw the building of the New Jerusalem, the workmen crowded together, the unfinished walls and unpaved streets; no man heard the clink of trowel and pickaxe; it descended out of heaven from God.
- John Robert Seeley
Collection: Wall