Amongst democratic nations, each new generation is a new people.
Each generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it.
Nations do not grow old in the same way that men do. Each generation born within the nation is like a new people.
In the human heart there is a perpetual generation of passions; so that the ruin of one is almost always the foundation of another.
As is the generation of leaves, so is that of humanity. The wind scatters the leaves on the ground, but the live timber Burgeons with leaves again in the season of spring returning. So one generation of men will grow while another dies.
When the history of our times is written, will we be remembered as the generation that turned our backs in a moment of global crisis or will it be recorded that we did the right thing?
Great men, unknown to their generation, have their fame among the great who have preceded them, and all true worldly fame subsides from their high estimate beyond the stars.
When the older generation makes mistakes, the younger learns a bad lesson.
The tree of knowledge is not the tree of life! And yet can we cast out of our spirits all the good or evil poured into them by so many learned generations? Ignorance cannot be learned.
An author is a fool who, not content with boring those he lives with, insists on boring future generations.
