1852 · Skopia

Showing 28 works across all media from 1852

Essay · Historical literature · Political literature

Hegel remarks somewhere that all great world-historic facts and personages appear, so to speak, twice. He forgot to add: the first time as tragedy, the second time as farce.

The Eighteenth Brumaire of Louis Bonaparte · 1852

★ 7.1

Collected Tales

1852 · 464 pages

A civil servant wakes to find his nose gone and walking Petersburg in a senior official's uniform. Elsewhere a clerk saves for an overcoat, and Gogol's comedy tips steadily into nightmare.

★ 7.0

Speech · Political speech

It is not light that is needed, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake. The feeling of the nation must be quickened; the conscience of the nation must be roused; the propriety of the nation must be startled; the hypocrisy of the nation must be exposed; and its crimes against God and man must be proclaimed and denounced.

Frederick Douglass

What to the Slave is the Fourth of July? · 1852

★ 7.0

Speech · Political speech

What, to the American slave, is your 4th of July? I answer; a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham.

Frederick Douglass

1852

★ 7.0

Speech · Political speech

The man who is right is a majority. He who has God and conscience on his side, has a majority against the universe. Though he does not represent the present state, he represents the future state. If he does not represent what we are, he represents what we ought to be.

Frederick Douglass

1852

★ 7.0

Fiction · African American

Uncle Tom's Cabin

Harriet Beecher Stowe

1852 · 400 pages

Eliza crosses the frozen Ohio on breaking ice with her child. Stowe sold three hundred thousand copies within twelve months and made slavery intolerable to Northerners who had lived comfortably beside it.

★ 6.7

Fiction · Realism

Sketches from a Hunter's Album

1852 · 403 pages

Turgenev sends a hunter across the provinces with a gun and a dog, and the serfs he meets emerge as individuals. The book did for serfdom what Uncle Tom's Cabin did for slavery.

★ 6.6

Essay · Historical literature · Political literature

Men make their own history, but they do not make it just as they please; they do not make it under circumstances chosen by themselves, but under circumstances directly encountered, given and transmitted from the past. The tradition of all the dead generations weighs like a nightmare on the brain of the living.

The Eighteenth Brumaire of Louis Bonaparte · 1852

★ 6.3

So, loath to suffer mute, We, peopling the void air, Make Gods to whom to impute The ills we ought to bear.

Empedocles on Etna · 1852

★ 5.3

Who order'd, that their longing's fire Should be, as soon as kindled, cool'd? Who renders vain their deep desire? A God, a God their severance rul'd! And bade betwixt their shores to be The unplumb'd, salt, estranging sea.

1852

★ 5.2

The Sultan asked for a Signet motto, that should hold good for Adversity or Prosperity. Solomon gave him, "This also shall pass away."

Edward FitzGerald

1852

★ 5.1

What I did that was new was to prove... That the class struggle necessarily leads to the dictatorship of the proletariat.

1852

★ 3.8

Were there none who were discontented with what they have, the world would never reach anything better.

Florence Nightingale

1852

★ 3.7

Thou hast no right to bliss.

Empedocles on Etna · 1852

★ 3.7

Speech · Political speech

You profess to believe "that, of one blood, God made all nations of men to dwell on the face of all the earth," and hath commanded all men, everywhere, to love one another; yet you notoriously hate (and glory in your hatred) all men whose skins are not colored like your own!

Frederick Douglass

1852

★ 3.7

The Day in its hotness, The strife with the palm; The Night in its silence, The Stars in their calm.

Empedocles on Etna · 1852

★ 3.6

Resolve to be thyself: and know, that he Who finds himself, loses his misery.

1852

★ 3.6

And long we try in vain to speak and act Our hidden self, and what we say and do Is eloquent, is well—but 'tis not true.

The Buried Life · 1852

★ 3.6

Novel · Historical fiction

Tis not the dying for a faith that's so hard, Master Harry-every man of every nation has done that-'tis the living up to it that's difficult.

William Makepeace Thackeray

The History of Henry Esmond · 1852

★ 3.6

Speech · Political speech

Revolutions are not made; they come. A revolution is as natural a growth as an oak. It comes out of the past. Its foundations are laid far back.

Wendell Phillips

1852

★ 3.5

Constancy in love is a good thing, but it means nothing, and is nothing, without constancy in every kind of effort.

Charles Dickens

Bleak House · 1852

★ 2.2

There were two classes of charitable people; one, the people who did a little and made a great deal of noise; the other, the people who did a great deal and made no noise at all.

Charles Dickens

Bleak House · 1852

★ 2.1

My soul an't yours, Mas'r! You haven't bought it, -ye can't buy it! It's been bought and paid for, by one that is able to keep it.

Harriet Beecher Stowe

Uncle Tom's Cabin · 1852

★ 2.1

The utmost renown never slakes a man's appetite and, unless he is a fool, he almost always dies uncertain of his own fame.

Gustave Flaubert

1852

★ 1.9

Is it so small a thing To have enjoy'd the sun, To have liv'd light in the spring, To have lov'd, to have thought, to have done.

Empedocles on Etna · 1852

★ 1.9

And sigh that one thing only has been lent To youth and age in common—discontent.

1852

★ 1.9

Prose was born yesterday-this is what we must tell ourselves. Poetry is pre-eminently the medium of past literatures. All the metrical combinations have been tried but nothing like this can be said of prose.

Gustave Flaubert

1852

★ 1.9

Trembled to think of that mysterious thing in the soul, which seems to acknowledge no human jurisdiction, but in spite of the individual's own innocent self, will still dream horrid dreams, and mutter unmentionable thoughts.

Herman Melville

Pierre; or, The Ambiguities · 1852

★ 1.0