Democracy, In Its Best State, Is But

The People As A Body Cannot Deliberate. Nevertheless, They Will Feel An Irresistible Impulse To Act, And Their Resolutions Will Be Dictated To Them By Their Demagogues... And The Violent Men, Who Are The Most Forward To Gratify Those Passions, Will Be Their Favorites. What Is Called The Government Of The People Is In Fact Too Often The Arbitrary Power Of Such Men. Here, Then, We Have The Faithful Portrait Of Democracy.

The Gentleman Puts Me In Mind Of An Old Hen Which Persists In Setting After Her Eggs Are Taken Away.

That Can Never Be Reasoned Down Which Was Not Reasoned Up.

We Are, Heart And Soul, Friends To The Freedom Of The Press...it Is A Precious Pest, And A Necessary Mischief, And There Would Be No Liberty Without It.

No Man Can Be A Sound Lawyer In This Land Who Is Not Well Read In The Ethics Of Moses And The Virtues Of Jesus.