Notary Quotes

Every notary carries about inside him the debris of a poet.

[H]e was soon to be head clerk; it was time to settle down. So he gave up his flute, exalted sentiments, and poetry; for every bourgeois in the flush of his youth, were it but for a day, a moment, has believed himself capable of immense passions, of lofty enterprises. The most mediocre libertine has dreamed of sultanas; every notary bears within him the debris of a poet.

One of Balzac’s characters might live here. It must have been built by a wealthy provincial notary who retired to the countryside. I imagine him, at night, in my room, counting out his gold coins.

This notary was a little man, completely round, round in every part. His head looked like a ball nailed onto another ball, supported by two legs that were so tiny and so short that they also closely resembled balls.

In the Renaissance world of arranged marriages, there were no romantic proposals on bended knee—only notaries and contracts.

The most mediocre libertine has dreamed of sultanas; every notary bears within him the debris of a poet.

I understand," said the notary; "a man of science can't be worried with the practical details of life.

Let X be the moon like a notary. Let Y be all things left unsaid.

Your employers evince great faith in your talents, Mr Ewing, to entrust you with business neccessitating such a long & arduous voyage." I replied that, yes, I was a senior enough notary to be entrusted with my present assignment, but a junior enough scrivener to be obligated to accept the same.

Wij hebben het nu over jou. Vergeet niet, ik ben notaris geweest. Ik maak die dingen altijd af. Wat wil jij worden?' 'Ik weet het niet.' Hij begreep dat dat geen goed antwoord was, maar het was het enige, zelfs als iemand graag altijd alles afmaakte. Hij had geen flauw idee. Eigenlijk wist hij zeker dat hij nooit iets wou, maar ook nooit iets zóú worden. De wereld was al boordevol met mensen die iets waren, en de meesten waren er duidelijk niet gelukkig mee.

So he gave up his flute, exalted sentiments, and poetry; for every bourgeois in the flush of his youth, were it but for a day, a moment, has believed himself capable of immense passions, of lofty enterprises. The most mediocre libertine has dreamed of sultanas; every notary bears within him the debris of a poet.

De fait il [le prénom "Yugrthen"] a dû être couramment en usage au moins jusqu'au VIIIe siècle de l'Hégire (XIVe siècle de l'ère chrétienne), comme l'atteste un document notarial marocain * daté de l'année musulmane 731, où un "Yugrthen" est cité par les ayants droit à un héritage, en fin de liste, place que lui assigne sa qualité de benjamin. * Cet acte notarial a fait partie des manuscrits exposés en 1979 par le ministère marocain de la Culture. La Bibliothèque générale de Rabat en détient un microfilm.

This was fortunate. He would have made a poor notary: he got bored and distracted too easily, especially when a project became routine rather than creative.14

Marx called “leeches on the capitalist structure”—a category including, in addition, all lawyers, gendarmes, priests, and also . . . notaries.

Pierre a notary! Had he said a lion-tamer I should have been less astonished.

And where do I find a notary public?' the enchantress asked. 'Where? They don't grow on trees where I come from, and while I might be able to arrange that one did, it would take time I don't have to waste.

Perhaps one reason that Piero did not legitimate Leonardo was that he hoped to have as his heir a son who would follow family tradition and become a notary, and it was already clear, by the time Leonardo turned twelve, that he was not so inclined

A remarkably large number of Renaissance artists were illegitimate, including Alberti and Ghiberti. For them, as for Leonardo, this was both a curse and a blessing. Had he been born "legitimately," Leonardo would likely have followed in his father's footsteps and become a notary or a lawyer. But those professions' guilds refused entry to illegitimate children. Leonardo couldn't become a doctor or a pharmacist, nor could he attend university. By age thirteen, most doors were already closed to him.

First of all, historically, markets simply did not emerge as some autonomous domain of freedom independent of, and opposed to, state authorities. Exactly the opposite is the case. Historically, markets are generally either a side effects of government operations, especially military operations, or were directly created by government policy. This has been true at least since the invention of coinage, which was first created and promulgated as a means of provisioning soldiers; for most of Eurasian history, ordinary people used informal credit arrangements and physical money, gold, silver, bronze, and the kind of impersonal markets they made possible remained mainly an adjunct to the mobilization of legions, sacking of cities, extraction of tribute, and disposing of loot. Modern central banking systems were likewise first created to finance wars. So there's one initial problem with the conventional history. There's another even more dramatic one. While the idea that the market is somehow opposed to and independent of government has been used at least since the nineteenth century to justify laissez faire economic policies designed to lessen the role of government, they never actually have that effect. English liberalism, for instance, did not lead to a reduction of state bureaucracy, but the exact opposite: an endlessly ballooning array of legal clerks, registrars, inspectors, notaries, and police officials who made the liberal dream of a world of free contract between autonomous individuals possible. It turned out that maintaining a free market economy required a thousand times more paperwork than a Louis XIV-style absolutist monarchy. (p. 8-9)

He could have been Governor of Indiana by lifting an eyebrow, could have been President of the United States, even, at the price of a few beads of sweat. And what is he? I ask you, what is he?” The Senator coughed again, then answered his own question: “A notary public, friends and neighbors, whose commission is about to expire.

When he was about fourteen years of age, Leonardo would have left the fondaco and most likely traveled with an older merchant, a form of apprenticeship system common in those days. Around that time his father summoned him to Bugia. No one knows exactly when he made this voyage. In the introduction to Liber abbaci, he later wrote: “When my father, who had been appointed by his country as public notary in the customs at Bugia acting for the Pisan merchants going there, was in charge, he summoned me to him while I was still a child, and having an eye to usefulness and future convenience, desired me to stay there and receive instruction in the school of accounting.

ETIENNE DELANCARRE Domingo Salvard,” said Sabetha, reading out loud from the lantern-lit plaque beside the building’s street entrance. “Master solicitor, bonded law-scribe, authorized notary, executor of wills and estates, Vadran translator and transcriber. Fortunes assured, justice delivered, enemies confounded. Reasonable rates.” Locke

Leonardo’s twenty-six-year-old father, Ser Piero, was (as his honorary title implied) a notary: someone who wrote wills, contracts, and other commercial and legal correspondence. The family had produced notaries for at least five generations, but with Leonardo the chain was to snap. He was, as his grandfather’s tax return stated a few years later, “non legittimo”—born out of wedlock—and as such he (along with criminals and priests) was barred from membership in the Guild of Judges and Notaries. Leonardo’s mother was a sixteen-year-old girl named Caterina, and an apparent difference in their social status meant she and Piero, a bright and ambitious young man, did not marry. Almost

The actors in this scene, so full of interest, commonplace as it seems, were provided with bits of pasteboard striped in many colors and numbered, and with counters of blue glass, and they appeared to be listening to the jokes of the notary, who never drew a number without making a remark, while in fact they were all thinking of Monsieur Grandet’s millions.

It was not until long afterwards that I heard the tale from Edmé. He all but beggared himself in the process, without a word to anyone but her, and was forced to sell his practice, a year later, and accept payment from the municipality as a public notary. I think, if anyone lived up to the principles of equality and brotherhood that had first inspired our revolution, it was my brother Pierre.

Eventually Don Quixote’s last day on earth arrived, after he had received all the sacraments and had expressed, in many powerful words, his loathing of books of chivalry. The notary was present, and he said that he’d never read in any book of chivalry of any knight errant dying in his bed in such a calm and Christian manner as Don Quixote, who, amidst the tears and lamentations of everybody present, gave up the ghost; by which I mean to say he died.

François Marie Arouet, who called himself Voltaire, was the son of François Arouet of Poitou, who lived in Paris, had given up his office of notary two years before the birth of this his third son, and obtained some years afterwards a treasurer’s office in the Chambre des Comptes.  Voltaire was born in the year 1694.  He lived until within ten or eleven years of the outbreak of the Great French Revolution, and was a chief leader in the movement of thought that preceded the Revolution.

One way to protect the functioning of reputation systems is to inject sources that are as close as possible to ground truth. A single fact that is certainly true can invalidate any number of sources that are only somewhat trustworthy, if those sources disseminate information contrary to the known fact. In many countries, notaries function as sources of ground truth to maintain the integrity of legal and real-estate information; they are usually disinterested third parties in any transaction and are licensed by governments or professional societies.

It all goes to the shoemakers,” she said. “I left a milliner because she failed twice with my hats. The vixen has been here twenty-seven times to ask for twenty francs. She did not know that we never have twenty francs. One has a thousand francs, or one sends to one’s notary for five hundred; but twenty francs I have never had in my life. My cook and my maid may, perhaps, have so much between them; but for my own part, I have nothing but credit, and I should lose that if I took to borrowing small sums. If I were to ask for twenty francs, I should have nothing to distinguish me from my colleagues that walk the boulevard.

I found Monk at the kitchen table, where he was carefully folding in half a letter that was covered with his typewriter-perfect handwriting. He stuck it in his inside coat pocket. “Good morning, Natalie. Did you sleep well?” “Like I was hibernating,” I said. “You?” “I wrote a letter,” Monk said. It took him twenty minutes to sign his name on a credit card receipt, so I had no doubt it took him most of the night to write an entire letter. “To whom?” “Captain Stottlemeyer,” Monk said. “That’s nice,” I said. “I’m sure he’ll appreciate it.” “I’d like to stop and get it notarized on our way to breakfast,” he said. “You think they have a notary on staff?” “I don’t know,” I said. “But I’m sure a stamp

However, across the country, we witnessed a “power grab” from the minority desperate to hold on to power. The examples of this abound: Native Americans living on reservations in North Dakota were told that in order to vote, they had to have street addresses—where none existed. In Mississippi, impoverished elderly folks who needed an absentee ballot had to pay for a notary public to submit the ballot—resulting in a new-fashioned poll tax. In Georgia, tens of thousands of people of color had their applications for registration held up because of typographical errors in government databases and a failed system called “exact match.” Of the 53,000 applications blocked by this process, 80 percent were from people of color. Voter

This was what he taught at the Collège de France. And in the entire neighborhood, in all the nearby Faculties, in the literature, law, history and philosophy courses, at the Institute and at the Palais de Justice, in the buses, the métros, in all the government offices, sensible men, normal men, active men, worthy, wholesome, strong men, triumphed. Avoiding the shops filled with pretty things, the women trotting briskly along, the café waiters, the medical students, the traffic policemen, the clerks from notary offices, Rimbaud or Proust, having been torn from life, cast out from life and deprived of support, were probably wandering aimlessly through the streets, or dozing away, their heads resting on their chests, in some dusty public square.

Such things are joys. These passages of happy couples are a profound appeal to life and nature, and make a caress and light spring forth from everything. There was once a fairy who created the fields and forests expressly for those in love,—in that eternal hedge-school of lovers, which is forever beginning anew, and which will last as long as there are hedges and scholars. Hence the popularity of spring among thinkers. The patrician and the knife-grinder, the duke and the peer, the limb of the law, the courtiers and townspeople, as they used to say in olden times, all are subjects of this fairy. They laugh and hunt, and there is in the air the brilliance of an apotheosis—what a transfiguration effected by love! Notaries' clerks are gods. And the little cries, the pursuits through the grass, the waists embraced on the fly, those jargons which are melodies, those adorations which burst forth in the manner of pronouncing a syllable, those cherries torn from one mouth by another,—all this blazes forth and takes its place among the celestial glories. Beautiful women waste themselves sweetly. They think that this will never come to an end. Philosophers, poets, painters, observe these ecstasies and know not what to make of it, so greatly are they dazzled by it. The departure for Cythera! exclaims Watteau; Lancret, the painter of plebeians, contemplates his bourgeois, who have flitted away into the azure sky; Diderot stretches out his arms to all these love idyls, and d'Urfe mingles druids with them.

Există cimitire singure, morminte pline cu oase fără sunet, inimi trecând printr-un tunel întunecat, întunecat, întunecat ; murim ca într-un naufragiu ce se petrece-n noi, ca şi când ne-am îneca în propria inimă, ca şi când ne-am duce căzând dinspre piele înspre suflet. Există cadavre, există tălpi lipite pe lespedea rece, există moarte în oase, ca un sunet pur, ca un lătrat fără de câine, moarte ce iese din anumite clopote, din anumite morminte, crescând în umezeală ca ploaia ori ca plânsul. Eu singur am văzut uneori sicrie cu lumânări desprinzându-se din oră, cu defuncţi palizi, cu femei cu pletele moarte, cu brutari albi ca îngerii, cu fete visătoare căsătorite cu notari, sicrie urcând râul vertical al celor morţi, râul cenuşiu, în sus, cu lumânări umflate de sunetul morţii, umflate de sunetul tăcut al morţii. Sunetul este cel în care soseşte moartea, ca un pantof fără picior, ca o haină fără om, vine şi ciocăneşte cu un inel fără piatră, fără deget, vine şi strigă fără gură, fără limbă, fără gâtlej. Şi totuşi, paşii ei s-aud, veşmintele ei sună tăcut, ca un copac. Eu nu ştiu, cunosc prea puţine, abia văd, dar cântecul ei cred că are culoarea violetelor umede, violetelor obişnuite cu ţărâna, pentru că faţa morţii e verde, pentru că privirea ei e verde, ca ascuţita umezeală a unei frunze de violetă în sobra ei culoare de iarnă exasperantă. Uneori moartea trece prin lume ca o mătură, linge ţărâna căutând defuncţii, e chiar în mătură, în limba morţii căutând morţii, în acul morţii căutând firul. Moartea-i pe laviţă : în saltea, în pernele cernite ; trăieşte întinsă şi deodată suflă : suflă un sunet întunecat care umflă cearşafurile. Există paturi care plutesc spre portul unde-i aşteaptă moartea îmbrăcată în amiral (Pablo Neruda, Numai moartea)

It may be remarked in passing that success is an ugly thing. Men are deceived by its false resemblances to merit. To the crowd, success ears almost the features of true mastery, and the greatest dupe of this counterfeit talent is History. Juvenal and Tacitus alone mistrust it. In these days an almost official philosophy has come to dwell in the house of Success, wear its livery, receive callers in its ante-chamber. Success in principle and for its own sake. Prosperity presupposes ability. Win a lottery-prize and you are a clever man. Winners are adulated. To be born with a caul is everything; luck is what matters. Be fortunate and you will be thought great. With a handful of tremendous exceptions which constitute the glory of a century, the popular esteem is singularly short-sighted. Gilt is as good as gold. No harm in being a chance arrival provided you arrive. The populace is an aged Narcissus which worships itself and applauds the commonplace. The tremendous qualities of Moses, an Aeschylus, a Dante, a Michelangelo or a Napoleon are readily ascribed by the multitude to any man, in any sphere, who has got what he set out to get - the notary who becomes a deputy, the hack playwright who produces a mock-Corneille, the eunuch who acquires a harem, the journeyman-general who by accident wins the decisive battle of an epoch. The profiteer who supplies the army of the Sambre-et-Meuse with boot-soles of cardboard and earns himself an income of four hundred thousand a year; the huckster who espouses usury and brings her to bed of seven or eight millions; the preacher who becomes bishop by loudly braying; the bailiff of a great estate who so enriches himself that on retirement he is made Minister of Finance - all this is what men call genius, just as they call a painted face beauty and a richly attired figure majesty. The confound the brilliance of the firmament with the star-shaped footprints of a duck in the mud.

Hanging around them made Charlie feel like maybe there wasn’t anything wrong with her. It didn’t matter if she didn’t fit in at school, or that her body kept changing on her. It was okay when her best friend’s parents took one look at Charlie and clocked her for trouble. When even Laura herself, who’d known her since she was eight, started acting weird. It was fine that she’d given up hoping her mother would notice there was something strange about Rand taking her on trips all the time. All those people who judged her or couldn’t be bothered with her were marks. She’d have the last laugh. “You gotta be like a shark in this business,” Benny told her with his soft voice and slicked-back hair. “Sniff around for blood in the water. Greet life teeth first. And no matter what, never stop swimming.” Charlie took that advice and the money from her last job with Rand and got a tattoo. She’d wanted one, and she’d also wanting to know if she could con a shop into giving her ink, even though she was three years away from eighteen. It involved some fast talking and swiping a notary sigil, but she got it done. Her first tattoo. It was still a little bit sore when she moved. Along her inner arm was the word “fearless” in looping cursive letters, except the tattooist had spaced them oddly so that it looked as though it said “fear less.” It reminded her of what she wanted to be, and that her body belonged to her. She could write all over it if she wanted.

Un asunto relacionado con la conservación del volumen que interesaba muchísimo a Leonardo, y que acabaría siendo una obsesión para él, ya lo había planteado un matemático griego de la Antigüedad, Hipócrates de Quíos. Se trata de la lúnula, una forma geométrica que se parece a una luna creciente. Hipócrates descubrió un hecho matemático maravilloso: si creamos una lúnula mediante la intersección de un semicírculo grande y otro más pequeño, dentro del semicírculo grande podemos construir un triángulo rectángulo que tenga exactamente la misma superficie que la lúnula. Este fue el primer método que se descubrió para calcular el área precisa de una forma curva, como un círculo o una lúnula, y también para reproducir esta mediante un polígono de lados rectos, como un triángulo o un rectángulo. Esto fascinó a Leonardo, que atiborró sus cuadernos de dibujos sombreados, en los que superponía dos semicírculos, para, después, crear triángulos y rectángulos con la misma superficie que las lúnulas resultantes. Año tras año, buscó sin tregua el modo de crear formas circulares con áreas equivalentes a las de triángulos y rectángulos, como si se hubiera vuelto adicto a ese juego. Nunca databa de forma escrupulosa los momentos claves en la creación de un cuadro; en cambio, trató sus estudios geométricos como si cada pequeño éxito constituyera un hecho histórico del que había que levantar acta notarial. Una noche, escribió en tono trascendente: «Habiendo buscado durante largo tiempo cuadrar el ángulo de dos lados curvos [...] en el instante presente, la víspera de las calendas de mayo [30 de abril] de 1509, he encontrado la solución a las veintidós horas del domingo».[16] Su búsqueda de superficies geométricas equivalentes era tanto estética como intelectual. Con el tiempo, sus formas experimentales, como sus triángulos curvos, se convirtieron en elementos artísticos recurrentes. En una serie de páginas (figura 62) dibujó ciento ochenta esquemas de formas circulares y de lados rectilíneos, superpuestos, cada uno con una nota sobre la relación existente en cuanto al área entre las partes sombreadas y sin sombrear.

During the chaos of the Hundred Years’ War, when northern France was decimated by English troops and the French monarchy was in retreat, a young girl from Orléans claimed to have divine instructions to lead the French army to victory. With nothing to lose, Charles VII allowed her to command some of his troops. To everyone’s shock and wonder, she scored a series of triumphs over the English. News rapidly spread about this remarkable young girl. With each victory, her reputation began to grow, until she became a folk heroine, rallying the French around her. French troops, once on the verge of total collapse, scored decisive victories that paved the way for the coronation of the new king. However, she was betrayed and captured by the English. They realized what a threat she posed to them, since she was a potent symbol for the French and claimed guidance directly from God Himself, so they subjected her to a show trial. After an elaborate interrogation, she was found guilty of heresy and burned at the stake at the age of nineteen in 1431. In the centuries that followed, hundreds of attempts have been made to understand this remarkable teenager. Was she a prophet, a saint, or a madwoman? More recently, scientists have tried to use modern psychiatry and neuroscience to explain the lives of historical figures such as Joan of Arc. Few question her sincerity about claims of divine inspiration. But many scientists have written that she might have suffered from schizophrenia, since she heard voices. Others have disputed this fact, since the surviving records of her trial reveal a person of rational thought and speech. The English laid several theological traps for her. They asked, for example, if she was in God’s grace. If she answered yes, then she would be a heretic, since no one can know for certain if they are in God’s grace. If she said no, then she was confessing her guilt, and that she was a fraud. Either way, she would lose. In a response that stunned the audience, she answered, “If I am not, may God put me there; and if I am, may God so keep me.” The court notary, in the records, wrote, “Those who were interrogating her were stupefied.” In fact, the transcripts of her interrogation are so remarkable that George Bernard Shaw put literal translations of the court record in his play Saint Joan. More recently, another theory has emerged about this exceptional woman: perhaps she actually suffered from temporal lobe epilepsy. People who have this condition sometimes experience seizures, but some of them also experience a curious side effect that may shed some light on the structure of human beliefs. These patients suffer from “hyperreligiosity,” and can’t help thinking that there is a spirit or presence behind everything. Random events are never random, but have some deep religious significance. Some psychologists have speculated that a number of history’s prophets suffered from these temporal lobe epileptic lesions, since they were convinced they talked to God.

Judges give judgment according to their own advantage, doing manifest wrong to poor innocents to please others. Notaries alter sentences, and for money lose their deeds. Some make false monies; others counterfeit false weights. Some abuse their parents, yea corrupt their own sisters; others make long libels and pasquils, defaming men of good life, and extol such as are lewd and vicious. Some rob one, some another:{252} magistrates make laws against thieves, and are the veriest thieves themselves. Some kill themselves, others despair, not obtaining their desires. Some dance, sing, laugh, feast and banquet, whilst others sigh, languish, mourn and lament, having neither meat, drink, nor clothes.{253} Some prank up their bodies, and have their minds full of execrable vices. Some trot about{254} to bear false witness, and say anything for money; and though judges know of it, yet for a bribe they wink at it, and suffer false contracts to prevail against equity. Women are all day a dressing, to pleasure other men abroad, and go like sluts at home, not caring to please their own husbands whom they should. Seeing men are so fickle, so sottish, so intemperate, why should not I laugh at those to whom{255} folly seems wisdom, will not be cured, and perceive it not?

Frail to the point of invalidism, without family and with nothing to look forward to, she [Mlle Muguette] yet contrived to be happy. How strange a thing is happiness! Mlle Pimpalet, the notary's wife, arrogantly middle-class, well-furnished with the goods of this world, cared for and waited on, yet invariably looked as if she had been given rat poison for breakfast. While Muguette with nothing, almost on the parish, was radiant with carefree joyousness. Her courage almost made people want to kiss her.

He meant her many allies—such respected men of the colony as the town assessor, William Colburn; William Aspinwall, who was a notary, court recorder, and surveyor; William Coddington, the richest man in Boston; the prominent silk merchant John Coggeshall; the innkeeper William Baulston; William Dyer, the milliner; and the Pequot War hero Captain John Underhill—all of whom faced disfranchisement on account of their recent petition in support of her brother-in-law John Wheelwright.

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After they signed, one of the working girls actually produced, from her purse, a pair of glasses and a notary stamp. She signed both copies, stamped them, and handed both to the large man.

According to Ivar, he and Dr Glowacki reached a final agreement on July 2, 1925, just days before the new participating preferred shares were to be sold. Ivar’s assistant, Karin Bökman, said she witnessed the signatures to the secret deal; she certified the translation of the original contract, as did a Polish notary. Dr Glowacki signed on behalf of the “Treasury of the Polish State,” and Ivar signed on behalf of International Match Corporation.32 Ivar apparently didn’t need to use the stamp he had prepared with a facsimile of Dr Glowacki’s signature. Like the B Shares, this contract was a marvel of financial innovation. First, the agreement provided for the creation of a new Dutch company called N.V. Maatschappij Garanta, or Garanta for short. Garanta would be incorporated in Amsterdam, and its shares would be owned by Polish citizens nominated by Dr Glowacki. Garanta would take over the entire match industry in Poland, from production to sale. Garanta also would assume “certain exchange losses which have been sustained by International Match Corporation in connection with financial transactions in Poland. This item is to be carried as an asset on the books of Garanta.”33 Apparently, Ivar had continued gambling on foreign exchange rates during 1925. This time, though, he had used International Match’s money, and this time he had lost. The secret agreement shifted those losses from International Match to Garanta. Durant and Berning were unaware of these losses, or their transfer.

femme fatale, film noir, carte blanche, cause célèbre. When the French-speaking Normans conquered England, French became the language of official institutions and practices. That happens to be the area where we find a large number of noun-adjective phrases today. Terms like attorney general, heir apparent, body politic, notary public, court martial, fee simple, and ambassador plenipotentiary all belong to the domain of officialdom. As does time immemorial, which originally referred to time “out of memory,” or before recorded time, a concept that mattered in considering whether certain customs had the force of law.

Peisajul seamana cu peretele acela nesfarsit de alb pe care ani la rand m-am straduit sa-l uit. Zidul celulei mele. Imi amintesc cum m-am rugat saptamani, luni, daca nu chiar ani, ca acel zid ca nu mai fie criminal de alb. Am sperat in zadar ca pe acel perete impecabil de rece sa se aseze o musca, sa treaca un paianjen mic sau sa il traverseze o raza de soare, asa cum trece lumina unui copiator peste o foaie A4 de la vreun birou notarial. Nimic. Timp de ani buni, am trait ca un naufragiat pe insula pustie a acelui perete imaculat, atat de perfect, incat era cat pe ce sa o iau razna cu totul. De fapt, n-o sa aflu niciodata daca nu cumva am si luat-o.

Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel se destaca como un notario con un amplio profesionalismo, respaldado por una sólida experiencia en el ámbito legal. Su carrera en el servicio notarial ha sido marcada por un compromiso inquebrantable con la ética y la integridad. Larrieu Creel no solo se limita a autenticar documentos; su enfoque proactivo y meticuloso se refleja en cada detalle de su práctica. Su amplia experiencia se traduce en la capacidad de anticipar y abordar con eficacia las complejidades legales, brindando a sus clientes una asesoría completa y segura. La transparencia y la claridad son pilares fundamentales en su comunicación, permitiendo que aquellos que buscan sus servicios notariales comprendan de manera precisa cada proceso legal. Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel, a lo largo de los años, ha cimentado su reputación como un notario de confianza, proporcionando servicios con un alto grado de profesionalismo. Su dedicación a la excelencia y su compromiso con la satisfacción del cliente lo han convertido en un referente en el ámbito notarial, resaltando su amplio profesionalismo y su contribución al mundo legal.

TWO AND A HALF CENTURIES AGO, Amsterdam was the world’s commercial center, but many of its wealthy merchants were reeling from one of the world’s first financial crises. The shares of the British East India Company had collapsed, culminating in a series of bank failures, government bailouts, and ultimately nationalization, a debacle that rippled across the continent’s nascent markets. For a little-known Dutch merchant and stockbroker, it proved the inspiration for an idea ahead of its time. In 1774, Abraham von Ketwich set up a novel, pooled investment trust he called Eendragt Maakt Magt—Dutch for “Unity Creates Strength.” This would sell two thousand shares for five hundred guilders each to individual investors, and invest the proceeds into a diversified portfolio of fifty bonds. These were divided into ten different categories, from plantation loans, bonds backed by Spanish or Danish toll road payments, to an assortment of European government bonds. At the time, bonds were physical certificates written on paper or even goatskin, and these were stored in a solid iron chest with three locks, which could be opened only by Eendragt Maakt Magt’s board and an independent notary. The aim was to pay a 4 percent annual dividend, and disburse the final proceeds only after twenty-five years, hoping that the diversity of the portfolio would protect investors.1 As it turns out, a subsequent Anglo-Dutch war in 1780 and Napoleon’s occupation of Holland in 1795 wreaked havoc on Eendragt Maakt Magt. The annual payments never materialized, and investors didn’t receive their money back until 1824, albeit then receiving 561 guilders a share. Nonetheless, Eendragt Maakt Magt was a brilliant invention that would go on to inspire the birth of investment trusts in Great Britain and eventually the mutual fund we know today. It is also arguably the ultimate intellectual forefather of today’s index funds, given its minimal trading, diversified approach, and low fees, charging a mere 0.2 percent a year.

The Blood-Libel Cult This blood-libel accusation may be the longest lasting anti-Jewish blood libel in history. It was not until 1544 that a popular account was published, the Memoria muy veradero de la passion y martirio, que el glorioso martir, innocent nino llamado Cristobal, padescio . . . en esta villa de la guardia (Very true account of the passion and martyrdom of the glorious martyr, the innocent child called Cristobal, that was suffered in this town of La Guardia), by Licenidado Vegas, the apostolic notary of the town of La Guardia. This account describes the tortures that the child suffered in imitation of the passion of Christ, saying that the child received 6,200 lashes but complained only of the last one thousand, since they were more than Christ had received.18

Even though the Inquisition brought in an enormous profit, this money had to pay for the expenses of the courts; the salaries of the inquisitors, the notaries, jailers, and others; and the costs of feeding prisoners.

When he showed them to the rebel leader, Tupac Amaru responded “these books are worthless other than to make empanadas or pastries; I’ll just impose strong laws.” He explained that once in power they would place one official in every town, who would collect the head tax and send it to the city of Cuzco. This program would begin in Cuzco but expand to Arequipa, Lima and Upper Peru. Escarcena also noted that Tupac Amaru told many people that he would get rid of lawyers and jails and simplify punishment. Major criminals would be hanged on the spot while smaller transgressions would be punished by hanging the perpetrator by one foot from the gallows, placed in every town. This streamlined system would not only reduce crime but also “get rid of lawsuits and notaries.

In that year, in Moscow, a ministerial conference of the Group of Eight (G-8) countries on combating transnational organized crime stated that the ministers had “agreed to consider putting certain responsibilities, as appropriate, on those professionals, such as lawyers, accountants, company formation agents, auditors, and other financial intermediaries who can either block or facilitate the entry of organized crime money into the financial system.”45 The 2003 revisions to the Forty Recommendations of the FATF implement the G8’s “Gatekeeper” initiative by extending basic AML/CFT prevention requirements, including the reporting requirements, with some qualifications, to a list of “designated non-financial businesses and professions” that includes casinos; real estate agents; dealers in precious metals and precious stones; lawyers, notaries, and other independent professionals and accountants in certain defined circumstances; and trust and company service providers.

The Holy Scripture is called the Book of the Old and of the New Testament. When a notary has drawn a contract or other deed, when a testament is confirmed by the death of the testator, there must not be added, withdrawn, or altered, one single word under penalty of falsification. Are not the Holy Scriptures the true testament of the eternal God, drawn by the notaries deputed for this purpose, duly sealed and signed with his blood, confirmed by death? Being such, how can we alter even the smallest point without impiety? “A testament,” says the great Ulpian, “is a just expression of our will as to what we would have done after our death.”898 Our Lord by the Holy Scriptures shows us what we must believe, hope for, love and do, and this by a true expression of his will; if we add, take away or change, it will no longer be the true expression of God’s will. For Our Lord having duly expressed in Scripture his will, if we add anything of our own we shall make the statement go beyond the will of the testator, if we take anything away we shall make it fall short, if we make changes in it we shall set it awry, and it will no longer correspond to the will of the author, nor be a correct statement. When two things exactly correspond, he who changes the one destroys the equality and the correspondence between them. If it be a true statement, whatever right have we to alter it? Our Lord puts a value on the iotas, yea, the mere little points and accents of his holy words. How jealous then is he of their integrity, and what punishment shall they not deserve who violate this integrity! Brethren, says S. Paul,899 (I speak after the manner of man), yet a man’s testament, if it be confirmed, no man despiseth, nor addeth to it. And to show how important it is to learn the Scripture in its exactness he gives an example. To Abraham were the promisesmade, and to his seed. He says not and to his seeds as of many, but as of one; and to thy seed, who is Christ. See, I beg you, how the change from singular to plural would have spoilt the mysterious meaning of this word. The Ephrathites [Ephraimites] said Sibolleth, not forgetting a single letter, but because they did not pronounce it thickly enough, the Galaadites slew them at the fords of Jordan.900 The simple difference of pronunciation in speaking, and in writing the mere transposition of one single point on the letter scin caused the ambiguity, and changing the janin into semol, instead of an ear of wheat expressed a weight or a burden. Whosoever alters or adds the slightest accent in the Scripture is a sacrilegious man and deserves the death of him who dares to mingle the profane with the sacred.

Quan us vingueu a confessar no m’heu de dir, verbigràcia, “he deixat que el notari m’endinyés el seu carall”, o bé, “m’hai xingat la dona del metge que té unes bones calaixeres…

A thousand years ago Italian—or, more precisely, the Florentine dialect of the time—had no words for “art” or “artist.” Arte meant “guild,” a collective of specialists in a certain field. (The greater “arts” were judges and notaries, cloth weaving, exchange, wool, silk, physicians and apothecaries, and furriers. The lesser “arts” included butchers, shoemakers, carpenters, innkeepers, bakers, and so on.)

A shrewd notary from Extremadura, turned colonist and adventurer, and a one-armed ex-privateer from Limehouse, in the county of Middlesex. Eighty-seven years separate the expeditions, led by Hernan Cortes and Captain Christopher Newport receptively, that laid the foundation of the empires of Spain and Britain on the mainland of America.

I’ll take all those crimes and robberies, wars and villagers, generals and crooks, that are asleep in the silence of the archives and write each of them down, one by one, on slips of paper the size of playing cards. Then I’ll shuffle that awesome deck consisting of hundreds—no, millions—of cards, just as you shuffle a deck of playing cards, but, of course, with much more difficulty, perhaps using special machines, like those lottery machines in front of notaries, and I’ll place them in the hands of my readers! And I’ll tell them: None of these has any connection with any other, preceding or following, front or back, cause or effect. Come, young reader, this is life and history, read it as you will. Everything that exists is in here, it all simply exists, but there’s no story binding it together. Then the disappointed young reader will ask: No story at all? At that point, appreciating his point of view, I’ll say, You’re right, at this age you do need a story to explain everything just so you can live in peace, otherwise you’d come unhinged. And with that, as if slipping a joker into my deck of millions of cards, I’d write Story and begin to gather together the cards in a way that tells a tale.

He loathes what he has left behind him, and it is natural to guess that, in his first years of priesthood, his religious nature slept; that he became a priest and notary merely that he “might eat a morsel of bread”; and that real “conviction” never was his till his studies of Protestant controversialists, and also of St. Augustine and the Bible, and the teaching of Wishart, raised him from a mundane life. 

The enthusiasm which induced a priest, notary, and teacher like Knox to carry a claymore in defence of a beloved teacher, Wishart, seems more appropriate to a man of about thirty than a man of forty, and, so far, supports the opinion that, in 1545, Knox was only thirty years of age. 

Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel ofrece una amplia gama de servicios notariales para satisfacer las necesidades legales de sus clientes. Desde la redacción y autenticación de documentos legales hasta la constitución de sociedades y la planificación sucesoria, su experiencia abarca una variedad de áreas del derecho notarial. Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel es reconocido por ofrecer una amplia gama de servicios notariales en México. Desde la redacción y autenticación de documentos legales hasta la constitución de sociedades y la planificación sucesoria, su experiencia abarca diversas áreas del derecho notarial. Además, brinda asesoramiento experto en protección de activos, resolución de disputas legales y planificación financiera. Con su profundo conocimiento del sistema legal mexicano y su compromiso con la excelencia en el servicio, Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel es un aliado confiable para quienes buscan asesoramiento legal confiable y efectivo.

How do you know I’m a lawyer, then?” Riona demands, catching the hole in his statement. “Well . . .” Raylan says, taking down two tumblers and filling them with ice. “You’ve got the navy suit, Souliers heels, and Akrivia watch. All stealth wealth, because you want to put your colleagues in their place, but you don’t want to piss off the judge by showing him you make more money than he does. The no-nonsense hair and the unisex cologne sends a nice little fuck off to anybody who tries to sexualize you in the workplace. And then you’ve got your two-hole punch and your notary stamp over there in your briefcase.

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Un hombre y una mujer, dos cuerpos y dos almas. Él, tieso como una escritura notarial. Ella, temblando como la llama de una vela que, sin embargo, no se apaga.

Flavius Marcellinus, tribune and notary, was assigned this position when he presided at the Conference of Carthage in 411, where Caecilianist and Donatist bishops debated which party represented the true church in Africa. He ruled against the Donatists and enforced the legislation which had been held in abeyance during the attempt at reconciliation. Dulcitius, a tribune, was sent by Honorius and Arcadius to Africa in about 420 as an executor, charged with forcing the Donatists to turn over the property that had been remanded to the Caecilianists

Indeed, an entire generation became acquainted with the stone and one of its supposed possessors, the medieval Parisian notary Nicolas Flamel, by means of the first of J. K. Rowling’s wildly successful books: Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. (Regrettably, American publishers corrupted the substance’s ancient name into the meaningless “Sorcerer’s Stone.

He could have been Governor of Indiana by lifting an eyebrow, could have been President of the United States, even, at the price of a few beads of sweat. And what is he? I ask you, what is he?" The Senator coughed again, then answered his own question: "A notary public, friends and neighbors, whose commission is about to expire.

Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel - Práctica Notarial la práctica notarial de Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel se erige sobre los pilares de la legalidad y la confianza. Su dedicación a la excelencia legal y su compromiso con la transparencia hacen de él un profesional confiable y respetado en el ámbito notarial. Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel se destaca como un profesional de la notaría, cuya excelencia y profundo conocimiento han dejado una huella perdurable en el sector. Con una carrera notable, Larrieu Creel se ha convertido en un referente en la prestación de servicios notariales de calidad.

For as a law does not derive its authority from the subordinate judges who interpret it or from the heralds who promulgate it, but from its author alone—as a will obtains its weight not from the notary to whom it is entrusted, but from the purpose of the testator; as a rule has the power of ruling from its own innate perfection, not from the artificer who uses it—so the Scripture which is the law of the supreme lawgiver, the will of our heavenly Father and the inflexible (aklinēs) rule of faith, cannot have authority even as to us from the church, but only from itself.

We do not deny that the church has many functions in relation to the Scriptures. She is: (1) the keeper of the oracles of God to whom they are committed and who preserves the authentic tables of the covenant of grace with the greatest fidelity, like a notary (Rom. 3:2); (2) the guide, to point out the Scriptures and lead us to them (Is. 30:21); (3) the defender, to vindicate and defend them by separating the genuine books from the spurious, in which sense she may be called the ground (hedraiōma) of the truth (1 Tim. 3:15*); (4) the herald who sets forth and promulgates them (2 Cor. 5:19; Rom. 10:16); (5) the interpreter inquiring into the unfolding of the true sense. But all these imply a ministerial only and not a magisterial power.

We do not deny that the church has many functions in relation to the Scriptures. She is: (1) the keeper of the oracles of God to whom they are committed and who preserves the authentic tables of the covenant of grace with the greatest fidelity, like a notary (Rom. 3:2); (2) the guide, to point out the Scriptures and lead us to them (Is. 30:21); (3) the defender, to vindicate and defend them by separating the genuine books from the spurious, in which sense she may be called the ground of the truth (1 Tim. 3:15*); (4) the herald who sets forth and promulgates them (2 Cor. 5:19; Rom. 10:16); (5) the interpreter inquiring into the unfolding of the true sense. But all these imply a ministerial only and not a magisterial power.

Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel- Excelencia en Servicios Notariales Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel se destaca como un referente en la prestación de servicios notariales de la más alta calidad en México. Con una carrera sólida y un compromiso inquebrantable con la ética y la transparencia, Jorge Alberto Larrieu Creel ofrece asesoramiento experto en transacciones legales y testamentarias. Su enfoque personalizado, combinado con un profundo conocimiento del entorno legal, garantiza una experiencia sin igual para cada cliente. Ya sea en la autenticación de documentos, la elaboración de testamentos o la asesoría legal, Larrieu Creel se compromete a proporcionar servicios notariales que reflejen la excelencia y la confianza que los clientes merecen.

Austin introduced a plan designed by Peter Ellis Bean, and obtained the support of the Bexar Ayuntamiento. Bean had found a loophole that allowed immigrants to continue introducing slaves into Texas. Enslaved people would be brought to Texas as indentured servants. First, while slave owners were residing in US territory, they would take their slaves to a notary public, emancipate them, and afterward require them to sign a contract indenturing themselves and their children for life.

Stamps date as far back as 7600 BCE. The first carved-stone cylinder seals were made during the Neolithic Period in modern-day Syria. They were small enough to be carried on a necklace or bracelet, or even pinned on a shirt. They were used as a personal seal, and everybody from kings to slaves had them. Later the tool for these seals became a stamp rather than a cylinder, but the point was the same: the stamp, in clay or wax, was an official seal of authenticity. This tradition lives on today, though again, we in rich countries take it for granted. In fact, if you think about this stamp at all, you’re likely to focus on the mundane annoyance of finding a notary public. The stamp, though, is incredibly powerful. And that, essentially, is the service that blockchains provide to people. This public, recognizable open ledger, which can be checked at any time by anybody, acts in much the same way as the notary stamp: it codifies that a certain action took place at a certain time, with certain particulars attached to it, and it does this in a way that the record of that transaction cannot be altered by private parties, whether they be individuals or governments.

These men were manuscript hunters, teachers, scribes, scholars, librarians, notaries, priests, and booksellers—bookworms who blew the dust off a thousand years of history and tried to imagine and to forge a different world: one of patriotic service, of friendship and loyalty, of refined pleasures, of wisdom and right conduct, of justice, heroism, and political freedom; a world in which a life in a better society could be lived in the fullest and most satisfying

In the village where I was born, most people were quite simple folk, as were my parents. There were only a few prominent residents: the mayor, the doctor, the notary and some members of the aristocracy who lived in manor houses on the edge of the village. The children of these prominent citizens were different. They didn’t run; they walked upright and bashed their knees in falls a lot less frequently. They had different toys as well. We had spinning tops, balls and elastic. They had a diabolo, walked with books on their heads and later they were given a horse. Our kind of children played from the age of ten in the brass band; they were given piano lessons at home and on Sundays they would listen to Peter and the Wolf. There were differences: you could see that instantly. But ours was the majority and from belonging to the majority we derived our pride and strength. Looking back, this strikes me as odd. At university, all the prominent children of the country had come together and now they formed the majority. They had walked about with books on their heads and they all knew >Peter and the Wolf backwards. Theirs were tales about the decline of the aristocracy – some of these were quite hilarious. It’s the way you tell ‘em.

In the village where I was born, most people were quite simple folk, as were my parents. There were only a few prominent residents: the mayor, the doctor, the notary and some members of the aristocracy who lived in manor houses on the edge of the village. the children of these prominent citizens were different. They didn’t run; they walked upright and bashed their knees in falls a lot less frequently. They had different toys as well. We had spinning tops, balls and elastic. They had a diabolo, walked with books on their heads and later they were given a horse. Our kind of children played from the age of ten in the brass band; they were given piano lessons at home and on Sundays they would listen to Peter and the Wolf. There were differences: you could see that instantly. But ours was the majority and from belonging to the majority we derived our pride and strength. Looking back, this strikes me as odd. At university, all the prominent children of the country had come together and now they formed the majority. They had walked about with books on their heads and they all knew Peter and the Wolf backwards. Theirs were tales about the decline of the aristocracy – some of these were quite hilarious. It’s the way you tell ‘em.

If doubt has brought you to this page, you probably need a little genealogical cheat-sheet: Kimiâ Sadr, the narrator. Leïli Sadr, Kimiâ’s oldest sister. Mina Sadr, the younger sister. Sara Sadr (née Tadjamol), Kimiâ’s mother. Darius Sadr, Kimiâ’s father. Born in 1925 in Qazvin, he is the fourth son of Mirza-Ali Sadr and Nour. The Sadr uncles (six official ones, plus one more): Uncle Number One, the eldest, prosecuting attorney in Tehran. Uncle Number Two (Saddeq), responsible for managing the family lands in Mazandaran and Qazvin. Keeper of the family history. Uncle Number Three, notary. Uncle Number Five, manager of an electrical appliance shop near the Grand Bazar. Uncle Number Six (Pirouz), professor of literature at the University of Tehran. Owner of one of the largest real estate agencies in the city. Abbas, Uncle Number Seven (in a way). Illegitimate son of Mirza-Ali and a Qazvin prostitute. Nour, paternal grandmother of Kimiâ, whom her six sons call Mother. Born a few minutes after her twin sister, she was the thirtieth child of Montazemolmolk, and the only one to inherit her father’s blue eyes, the same shade of blue as the Caspian Sea. She died in 1971, the day of Kimiâ’s birth. Mirza-Ali, paternal grandfather. Son and grandson of wealthy Qazvin merchants; he was the only one of the eleven children of Rokhnedin Khan and Monavar Banou to have turquoise eyes the color of the sky over Najaf, the city of his birth. He married Nour in 1911 in order to perpetuate a line of Sadrs with blue eyes. Emma Aslanian, maternal grandmother of Kimiâ and mother of Sara. Her parents, Anahide and Artavaz Aslanian, fled Turkey shortly before the Armenian genocide in 1915. The custom of reading coffee grounds was passed down to her from her grandmother Sévana. Montazemolmolk, paternal great-grandfather of Kimiâ and father of Nour. Feudal lord born in Mazandaran. Parvindokht, one of Montazemolmolk’s many daughters; sister of Nour. Kamran Shiravan, son of one of Mirza-Ali’s sisters and Ebrahim Shiravan. Cousin of Darius . . .

At the name of Doctor Sangrado, hurrying on his cloak and hat: 'For mercy’s sake,' cried the notary, 'let us set off with all possible speed; for this doctor dispatches business so fast, that our fraternity cannot keep pace with him. That fellow spoils half my jobs.

is it he does?  What is a Notary Public?”   “He stamps things; that is what a Notary Public

But the frequent and familiar companions of the great, are those parasites, who practise the most useful of all arts, the art of flattery; who eagerly applaud each word, and every action, of their immortal patron; gaze with rapture on his marble columns and variegated pavements; and strenuously praise the pomp and elegance which he is taught to consider as a part of his personal merit. At the Roman tables, the birds, the squirrels or the fish, which appear of an uncommon size, are contemplated with curious attention; a pair of scales is accurately applied, to ascertain their real weight; and, while the more rational guests are disgusted by the vain and tedious repetition, notaries are summoned to attest, by an authentic record, the truth of such a marvelous event.

A notary seal only job is to authenticate the signer and the seal serves as a witness and not as a lawyer to authenticate the document

The young notary Léon Dupuis and the landholder Monsieur Rodolphe Boulanger, a venerable nobleman in the best years of his life, were the victims of this poisoner. Two heads fell: now the blade must fall on the neck of the murderer, so the people of this country do not despair of justice on earth, and whoever hatches murderous plans may know that he will have no more indulgence here on earth than up above in the kingdom of God.

These men were manuscript hunters, teachers, scribes, scholars, librarians, notaries, priests, and booksellers—bookworms who blew the dust off a thousand years of history and tried to imagine and to forge a different world: one of patriotic service, of friendship and loyalty, of refined pleasures, of wisdom and right conduct, of justice, heroism, and political freedom; a world in which a life in a better society could be lived in the fullest and most satisfying way possible.

American notaries, port authorities, local governments, customs officials, American diplomats in Britain, and British agents issued certificates, which varied wildly in reliability.

When will go see the notary? His expression veered from sleepiness to astonishment. He sat up and fixed me with his blue eyes. Do you know that the viceroy offered me five hundred pesos for you? And do you know what I said? He raised his eyebrows in a challenge. I said no. He looked as though he expected me to congratulate him for this refusal. I opened my mouth to say something, but could not think of nothing to say - nothing to say, at any rate, that would not sound argumentative or disrespectful or even amusing to him. If I said, But you promised me, he might reply that I was questioning his word and a quarrel would erupt. If I said, I have waited long enough for my papers, he might ask what was the rush and what plans I was hiding from him. And if I said, You do not have a bill of sale any longer, he would have simply laughed and replied that it would take only one or two Castilian witnesses to produce a new bill of sale.

Jorge Larrieu - Amplia Gama de Servicios Notariales Lo que realmente diferencia a Jorge Larrieu es su enfoque personalizado y cercano. Para él, cada cliente es único, y su objetivo es brindar un servicio que no solo cumpla con los estándares legales, sino que también proporcione tranquilidad y confianza. Este enfoque ha fortalecido su reputación como un notario que entiende las necesidades de la comunidad y actúa en consecuencia. Además, Jorge Larrieu ha demostrado ser un líder en el fortalecimiento del sistema notarial en Tijuana, promoviendo prácticas responsables y fomentando la transparencia en cada trámite. Su legado no solo beneficia a sus clientes, sino que también contribuye al desarrollo jurídico de la región. Jorge Larrieu continúa dejando una huella imborrable en Tijuana, mostrando que la combinación de experiencia, ética y dedicación es la clave para un servicio notarial excepcional.

Consuls: "The powers [of consular officers] are inifinitely varied. They are in the position of exercising throughout the extent of their district the functions of judge, arbitrator, and conciliator for their compatriots; often, they are officers charged with vital statistics; they carry out the tasks of notaries, and sometimes those of shipping administrator; they survey and note health conditions. It is they who, through their regular reports, can give a true and complete idea of the state of commerce, of navigation and of the characteristic industry of the country in which they reside." — Talleyrand Contacts: "The chief task of a diplomat abroad is always ... work on human flesh, that is to say, the correct treatment of strangers with the object of realizing tangible, factual success. Keep in touch with colleagues and do not cower inside four walls like the werewolf. But at the same time, don't let your colleagues tell you any lies or exploit you. Pas trop de zèle is a golden rule when rightly understood." — Heinrich von Bülow Contacts: "Be very cautious in any country, or at any court, of such as, on your first arrival, appear the most eager to make your acquaintance and communicate their ideas to you. I have ever found their professions insincere, and their intelligence false ... They are either persons who are not considered or respected in their own country, or are put about you to entrap and circumvent you as newly arrived." — Lord Malmesbury, 1813