William Cobbett

William
Cobbett
1766
1835

English Journalist, Political Writer, Agriculturalist and Author

Author Quotes

A full belly to the laborer was, in my opinion, the foundation of public morals and the only source of real public peace.

I began my editorial career with the presidency of Mr. Adams, and my principal object was to render his administration all the assistance in my power. I flattered myself with the hope of accompanying him through [his] voyage, and of partaking in a trifling degree, of the glory of the enterprise; but he suddenly tacked about, and I could follow him no longer. I therefore waited for the first opportunity to haul down my sails.

Sit down to write what you have thought, and not to think about what you shall write.

All is vulgar, all clumsy, all dull, all torpid inanity.

I defy you to agitate any fellow with a full stomach.

The Christian religion, then, is not an affair of preaching, or prating, or ranting, but of taking care of the bodies as well as the souls of people; not an affair of belief and of faith and of professions, but an affair of doing good, and especially to those who are in want; not an affair of fire and brimstone, but an affair of bacon and bread, beer and a bed.

Another great evil arising from this desire to be thought rich or rather, from the desire not to be thought poor, is the destructive thing which has been honored by the name of speculation but which ought to be called Gambling.

I set out as a sort of self-dependent politician. My opinions were my own. I dashed at all prejudices. I scorned to follow anybody in matter of opinion... All were, therefore, offended at my presumption, as they deemed it.

The power which money gives is that of brute force; it is the power of the bludgeon and the bayonet.

As to politics, we were like the rest of the country people in England; that is to say, we neither knew nor thought anything about the matter.

I view the tea-drinking as a destroyer of health, an enfeebler of the frame, an engender of effeminacy and laziness, a debaucher of youth, and maker of misery for old age.

The smallness of our desires may contribute reasonably to our wealth.

As to the power which money gives, it is that of brute force, it is the power of the bludgeon and the bayonet, and of the bribed press, tongue and pen.

I was a countryman and a father before I was a writer on political subjects... Born and bred up in the sweet air myself, I was re solved that [my children] should be bred up in it too.

The tendency of taxation is to create a class of persons who do not labor, to take from those who do labor the produce of that labor, and to give it to those who do not labor.

Be you in what line of life you may, it will be amongst your misfortunes if you have not time properly to attend to pecuniary (monetary) matters. Want of attention to these matters has impeded the progress of science and of genius itself.

I would have these good people to recollect, that the laws of this country hold out to foreigners an offer of all that liberty of the press which Americans enjoy, and that, if this liberty be abridged, by whatever means it may be done, the laws and the constitution, and all together, is a mere cheat; a snare to catch the credulous and enthusiastic of every other nation; a downright imposition on the world.

The very hirelings of the press, whose trade it is to buoy up the spirits of the people. have uttered falsehoods so long, they have played off so many tricks, that their budget seems, at last, to be quite empty.

But I do not remember ever having seen a newspaper in the house; and, most certainly, that privation did not render us less industrious, happy, or free.

It is no small mischief to a boy, that many of the best years of his life should be devoted to the learning of what can never be of any real use to any human being. His mind is necessarily rendered frivolous and superficial by the long habit of attaching importance to words instead of things; to sound instead of sense.

To be poor and independent is very nearly an impossibility

But what is to be the fate of the great wen of all? The monster, called, by the silly coxcombs of the press, the metropolis of the empire?

It was every man's duty to do all that lay in his power to leave his country as good as he had found it.

To suppose such a thing possible as a society, in which men, who are able and willing to work, cannot support their families, and ought, with a great part of the women, to be compelled to lead a life of celibacy, for fear of having children to be starved to suppose such a thing possible is monstrous.

For, however roguish a man may be, he always loves to deal with an honest man.

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First Name
William
Last Name
Cobbett
Birth Date
1766
Death Date
1835
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English Journalist, Political Writer, Agriculturalist and Author