William Cobbett

William
Cobbett
1766
1835

English Journalist, Political Writer, Agriculturalist and Author

Author Quotes

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.

Men fail much oftener from want of perseverance than from want of talent.

Women are a sisterhood. They make common cause in behalf of the sex and, indeed, this is natural enough, when we consider the vast power that the law gives us over them.

Free yourself from the slavery of tea and coffee and other slopkettles.

Men of integrity are generally pretty obstinate, in adhering to an opinion once adopted.

You never know what you can do till you try.

From a very early age I had imbibed the opinion that 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.

Never esteem men on account of their riches or their station. Respect goodness, find it where you may.

Give me, Lord, neither poverty nor riches.

Nothing is so well calculated to produce a death-like torpor in the country as an extended system of taxation and a great national debt.

It is by attempting to reach the top at a single leap that so much misery is produced in the world.

Poverty is, except where there is an actual want of food an raiment, a thing much more imaginary than real. The shame of poverty - the shame of being though poor - it is a great and fatal weakness, though arising in this country, from the fashion of the times themselves.

It is not the greatness of a man's means that makes him independent, so much as the smallness of his wants.

All men seek the society of those who think and act somewhat like themselves.

Author Picture
First Name
William
Last Name
Cobbett
Birth Date
1766
Death Date
1835
Bio

English Journalist, Political Writer, Agriculturalist and Author