H2 anchor CHAPTER XI Other particulars we will consider separately; but it seems proper to prove, that the supreme power ought to be lodged with the many, rather than with those of the better sort, who are few; and also to explain what doubts (and probably just ones) may arise: now, though not one individual of the many may himself be fit for the supreme power, yet when these many are joined together, it does not follow but they may be better qualified for it than those; and this not separately, but as a collective body; as the public suppers exceed those which are given at one person's private expense: for, as they are many, each person brings in his share of virtue and wisdom; and thus, coming together, they are like one man made up of a multitude, with many feet, many hands, and many intelligences: thus is it with respect to the manners and understandings of the multitude taken together; for which reason the public are the best judges of music and poetry; for some understand one part, some another, and all collectively the whole; and in this particular men of consequence differ from each of the many; as they say those who are beautiful do from those who are not so, and as fine pictures excel any natural objects, by collecting the several beautiful parts which were dispersed among different originals into one, although the separate parts, as the eye or any other, might be handsomer than in the picture.
— from Politics: A Treatise on Government by Aristotle

How came the posterns So easily open?
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

If Furley can't take to the property, somebody else can; there's plenty o' people in the world besides Furley.
— from The Mill on the Floss by George Eliot

This seemed to me so amazingly in the picture, so exactly the gesture and cry that one would expect (though I couldn’t have imagined it) to be wrung out of an Englishwoman faced with a great crisis, that I was almost tempted to hold up my hand and protest.
— from Bliss, and Other Stories by Katherine Mansfield

Mars, who, though her looks were a thing of the past, still endeavoured to attract attention.
— from Juliette Drouet's Love-Letters to Victor Hugo Edited with a Biography of Juliette Drouet by Louis Guimbaud

Then she became very curious on the matter, and one day, while on the promenade, she entered into conversation with the strange gentleman.
— from Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen by H. C. (Hans Christian) Andersen

I shall only add to it, by way of Explanation, That every Resemblance of Ideas is not that which we call Wit, unless it be such an one that gives Delight and Surprise to the Reader: These two Properties seem essential to Wit, more particularly the last of them.
— from The Spectator, Volume 1 Eighteenth-Century Periodical Essays by Steele, Richard, Sir

From the Custom House returns it is impossible to form any calculation as to the value of the precious stones exported from the island.
— from Ceylon; an Account of the Island Physical, Historical, and Topographical with Notices of Its Natural History, Antiquities and Productions, Volume 1 by Tennent, James Emerson, Sir

But her danger isn't so much from the people she meets with as the people she eats with.
— from The Auction Block by Rex Beach

He will review in his mind the experiences of the previous Sunday, endeavoring to learn therefrom how to improve his work in the future.
— from Training the Teacher by Marion Lawrance

By the latest census, the population somewhat exceeded ninety thousand, exclusive of the religious orders, whose numbers amount to four thousand and forty,—two thousand eight hundred friars, and twelve hundred and forty nuns,—but this includes the convents beyond the walls.
— from Spain in 1830, vol. 2 by Henry D. (Henry David) Inglis

And now, after the pleasant social evening, the Queen, with her long fair hair unbound, was sitting under the hands of her tire-women, who were preparing her for the nights rest; and the King, in his furred nightgown, was standing before the bright fire on the hearth of the wide chimney, laughing and talking with the attendant ladies.
— from A Book of Golden Deeds by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary) Yonge

Suffice it to say that, though the police searched everywhere, and the Baroness indignantly invoked the aid of her Legation, nothing was ever recovered, and at last I departed for Norway, leaving the Baroness still enjoying the bright companionship of the young and pretty Lola.
— from The Place of Dragons: A Mystery by William Le Queux