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Folks, I need some help.
I am really tired.
I'm writing my last, of many, theses on Organizational Management.
Please, blast the following sentence so that I can finish this work with a little bit of confidence.
"What if everyone’s conscientiousness is; “that thing” that powers the thought of our entire existence?"
Thanks.
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Oh, I am so glad you are getting the joke. 
or Virtue might be less cumbersome,,,
Phil Psych major here...in that order
Chapter I
Of the beauty which the appearance of Utility bestows upon all the
productions of art, and of the extensive influence of this species of
Beauty.
Of the beauty which the appearance of Utility bestows upon all the
productions of art, and of the extensive influence of this species of
Beauty.
Guy really needs to use paragraphs though!
The same principle, the same love of system, the same regard to the
beauty of order, of art and contrivance, frequently serves to recommend
those institutions which tend to promote the public welfare. When a patriot
exerts himself for the improvement of any part of the public police, his
conduct does not always arise from pure sympathy with the happiness of
those who are to reap the benefit of it. It is not commonly from a fellowfeeling with carriers and waggoners that a public-spirited man encourages
the mending of high roads. When the legislature establishes premiums and
other encouragements to advance the linen or woollen manufactures, its
conduct seldom proceeds from pure sympathy with the wearer of cheap or
fine cloth, and much less from that with the manufacturer or merchant. The
perfection of police, the extension of trade and manufactures, are noble and
magnificent objects. The contemplation of them pleases us, and we are
interested in whatever can tend to advance them. They make part of the
great system of government, and the wheels of the political machine seem
to move with more harmony and ease by means of them. We take pleasure
in beholding the perfection of so beautiful and grand a system, and we are
uneasy till we remove any obstruction that can in the least disturb or
encumber the regularity of its motions. All constitutions of government,
however, are valued only in proportion as they tend to promote the
happiness of those who live under them. This is their sole use and end.
From a certain spirit of system, however, from a certain love of art and
contrivance, we sometimes seem to value the means more than the end, and
to be eager to promote the happiness of our fellow-creatures, rather from a
view to perfect and improve a certain beautiful and orderly system, than
from any immediate sense or feeling of what they either suffer or enjoy.
There have been men of the greatest public spirit, who have shown
themselves in other respects not very sensible to the feelings of humanity.
And on the contrary, there have been men of the greatest humanity, who
seem to have been entirely devoid of public spirit. Every man may find in
the circle of his acquaintance instances both of the one kind and the other.
Who had ever less humanity, or more public spirit, than the celebrated
legislator of Muscovy? The social and well-natured James the First of Great
Britain seems, on the contrary, to have had scarce any passion, either for the
glory or the interest of his country. Would you awaken the industry of the
man who seems almost dead to ambition, it will often be to no purpose to
describe to him the happiness of the rich and the great; to tell him that they
are generally sheltered from the sun and the rain, that they are seldom
hungry, that they are seldom cold, and that they are rarely exposed to
weariness, or to want of any kind. The most eloquent exhortation of this
kind will have little effect upon him. If you would hope to succeed, you
must describe to him the conveniency and arrangement of the different
apartments in their palaces; you must explain to him the propriety of their
equipages, and point out to him the number, the order, and the different
beauty of order, of art and contrivance, frequently serves to recommend
those institutions which tend to promote the public welfare. When a patriot
exerts himself for the improvement of any part of the public police, his
conduct does not always arise from pure sympathy with the happiness of
those who are to reap the benefit of it. It is not commonly from a fellowfeeling with carriers and waggoners that a public-spirited man encourages
the mending of high roads. When the legislature establishes premiums and
other encouragements to advance the linen or woollen manufactures, its
conduct seldom proceeds from pure sympathy with the wearer of cheap or
fine cloth, and much less from that with the manufacturer or merchant. The
perfection of police, the extension of trade and manufactures, are noble and
magnificent objects. The contemplation of them pleases us, and we are
interested in whatever can tend to advance them. They make part of the
great system of government, and the wheels of the political machine seem
to move with more harmony and ease by means of them. We take pleasure
in beholding the perfection of so beautiful and grand a system, and we are
uneasy till we remove any obstruction that can in the least disturb or
encumber the regularity of its motions. All constitutions of government,
however, are valued only in proportion as they tend to promote the
happiness of those who live under them. This is their sole use and end.
From a certain spirit of system, however, from a certain love of art and
contrivance, we sometimes seem to value the means more than the end, and
to be eager to promote the happiness of our fellow-creatures, rather from a
view to perfect and improve a certain beautiful and orderly system, than
from any immediate sense or feeling of what they either suffer or enjoy.
There have been men of the greatest public spirit, who have shown
themselves in other respects not very sensible to the feelings of humanity.
And on the contrary, there have been men of the greatest humanity, who
seem to have been entirely devoid of public spirit. Every man may find in
the circle of his acquaintance instances both of the one kind and the other.
Who had ever less humanity, or more public spirit, than the celebrated
legislator of Muscovy? The social and well-natured James the First of Great
Britain seems, on the contrary, to have had scarce any passion, either for the
glory or the interest of his country. Would you awaken the industry of the
man who seems almost dead to ambition, it will often be to no purpose to
describe to him the happiness of the rich and the great; to tell him that they
are generally sheltered from the sun and the rain, that they are seldom
hungry, that they are seldom cold, and that they are rarely exposed to
weariness, or to want of any kind. The most eloquent exhortation of this
kind will have little effect upon him. If you would hope to succeed, you
must describe to him the conveniency and arrangement of the different
apartments in their palaces; you must explain to him the propriety of their
equipages, and point out to him the number, the order, and the different
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