This is one of the paradoxes of the democratic movement - that it loves a crowd and fears the individuals who compose it - that the religion of humanity should have no faith in human beings.

Where all think alike, no one thinks very much

The mind begins to boggle at unnatural substances as things paradoxical and incomprehensible.

These are old fond paradoxes to make fools laugh i' th' alehouse.

You undergo too strict a paradox, Striving to make an ugly deed look fair.

For thence,--a paradox Which comforts while it mocks,-- Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail: What I aspired to be, And was not, comforts me: A brute I might have been, but would not sink i' the scale.