Sydney Smith
Sydney Smith was born on 3 June 1771 in Woodford, a subject of the Kingdom of Great Britain. He was educated at Winchester College and later at New College, and he went on to work across several fields at once — as a writer, a journalist, a cleric, and a politician. His citizenship passed, in time, from the Kingdom of Great Britain to the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, a transition that reflected the broader constitutional shifts of the period through which he lived.
As an Anglican clergyman, Smith occupied a position within the established church while simultaneously pursuing work in journalism and letters, all of it conducted in English. These roles coexisted throughout his career without apparent contradiction. The most concrete marker of his work in public life was the founding of the Edinburgh Review, a periodical he brought into existence and which bore the imprint of his initiative from its origins.
Smith died in London on 22 February 1845. The arc of his life ran from Woodford through the institutions of Winchester College and New College and outward into the overlapping worlds of the church, political life, and print. His founding of the Edinburgh Review stands as the most specific and durable fact of his career, an act of editorial creation that places him among those who shaped the landscape of periodical publishing in his time.
Quotes by Sydney Smith

Humanity is a duty made known and enjoined by revelation, and ever keeping pace with the progress of Christianity.

Never try to reason the prejudice out of a man; it was not reasoned into him and cannot be reasoned out.

Never try to reason the prejudice out of man; it was not reasoned into him and and cannot be reasoned out.

There are many ways of being frivolous, on;y one way of being intellectually great; that is honest labor.

There is but one method of success, and that is hard labor, and a man who will not pay that price for distinction had better at once dedicate himself to the pursuit of the fox.

Mankind are always happier for having been happy; so that if you make them happy now, you make them happy twenty years hence by the memory of it.

It is all nonsense about not being able to work without ale, and gin, and cider, and fermented liquors. Do lions and cart-horses drink ale?


