A Full Belly To The Labourer Was,

The Power Which Money Gives Is That Of Brute Force; It Is The Power Of The Bludgeon And The Bayonet.

I Set Out As A Sort Of Self-dependent Politician. My Opinions Were My Own. I Dashed At All Prejudices. I Scorned To Follow Anybodyin Matter Of Opinion.... All Were, Therefore, Offended At My Presumption, As They Deemed It.

Before I Dismiss This Affair Of Eating And Drinking, Let Me Beseech You To Resolve To Free Yourselves From The Slavery Of The Tea And Coffee And Other Slop-kettle, If, Unhappily, You Have Been Bred Up In Such Slavery.

Give Me, Lord, Neither Poverty Nor Riches.

Poverty Is, Except Where There Is An Actual Want Of Food And Raiment, A Thing Much More Imaginary Than Real. The Shame Of Poverty--the Shame Of Being Thought Poor--it Is A Great And Fatal Weakness, Though Arising In This Country, From The Fashion Of The Times Themselves.