Please Your Eye And Plague Your Heart.

Nothing Is So Well Calculated To Produce A Death-like Torpor In The Country As An Extended System Of Taxation And A Great National Debt.

You May Twist The Word Freedom As Long As You Please, But At Last It Comes To Quiet Enjoyment Of Your Own Property, Or It Comes To Nothing. Why Do Men Want Any Of Those Things That Are Called Political Rights And Privileges? Why Do They, For Instance, Want To Vote At Elections For Members Of Parliament? Oh! Because They Shall Then Have An Influence Over The Conduct Of Those Members. And Of What Use Is That? Oh! Then They Will Prevent The Members From Doing Wrong.

The Smallness Of Our Desires May Contribute Reasonably To Our Wealth.

The Ancient Nobility And Gentry Of The Kingdom... Have Been Thrust Out Of All Public Employment... A Race Of Merchants, And Manufacturers And Bankers And Loan-jobbers And Contractors Have Usurped Their Place.

All Middlesex Is Ugly, Notwithstanding The Millions Upon Millionswhichit Iscontinuallysucking Up Fromtherestof The Kingdom.