Time sanctifies everything; even the most arrant theft in the hands of the robber's grandchildren becomes sacred and inviolable property.

Which is now a more hopeful statement than Swift intended it to be.

Civilization is the order and freedom is promoting cultural activity.

Nature smiles at the union of freedom and equality in our utopias. For freedom and equality are sworn and everlasting enemies, and when one prevails the other dies.

Civilizations come and go; they conquer the earth and crumble into dust; but faith survives every desolation.

Grow strong, my comrade … that you may stand Unshaken when I fall; that I may know The shattered fragments of my song will come At last to finer melody in you; That I may tell my heart that you begin Where passing I leave off, and fathom more.

Moral codes adjust themselves to environmental conditions.