Halifax Quotes

“The greatest writers of the Whig party, Burke and Macaulay, constantly represented the statesmen of the Revolution as the legitimate ancestors of modern liberty. It is humiliating to trace a political lineage to Algernon Sidney, who was the paid agent of the French king; to Lord Russell, who opposed religious toleration at least as much as absolute monarchy; to Shaftesbury, who dipped his hands in the innocent blood shed by the perjury of Titus Oates; to Halifax, who insisted that the plot must be supported even if untrue; to Marlborough, who sent his comrades to perish on an expedition which he had betrayed to the French; to Locke, whose notion of liberty involves nothing more spiritual than the security of property, and is consistent with slavery and persecution; or even to Addison, who conceived that the right of voting taxes
belonged to no country but his own. Defoe affirms that from the time of Charles II. to that of George I. he never knew a politician who truly held the faith of either party; and the perversity of the statesmen who led the assault against the later Stuarts threw back the cause of progress for a century.”
― John Emerich Edward Dalberg-Acton, The History of Freedom and Other Essays

“Here were the results of a city underprepared for wartime growth, a city caught napping, while it quickly became one of the most crucial ports in North America as the Allies fought the Germans.”
― Aren A. Morris, We Happy Few

“Geoffrey Learmonth strives to invest in his physical and mental well-being every day. The time he sets aside for his family is one he wants to expand on the most. He believes this is the best way to further his goal of running his own investment consulting business in the future. With a unique skill set of understanding and helping people reach their lifelong financial goals, Geoffrey is confident in his future aspirations.”
― Geoffrey Learmonth Halifax NS

“The last thing he remembered before collapsing was walking up George Street, in downtown Halifax, on the way to the Grand Parade square to meet a local historian for lunch. The noon cannon on Citadel Hill had gone off and was echoing through the concrete canyons when he folded like a paper bag and fell to the sidewalk.”
― Bretton Loney, Unsettling Time