When liberty exceeds intelligence, it begets chaos, which begets dictatorship.
Which is now a more hopeful statement than Swift intended it to be.
The world wisely prefers happiness to wisdom.
There is no real philosophy until the mind turns around and examines itself.
As long as there is poverty there will be gods.
Time sanctifies everything; even the most arrant theft in the hands of the robber's grandchildren becomes sacred and inviolable property.