I Am Lord Of Myself, Accountable To

There Is No Such Thing As A Good War Or A Bad Peace.

Tolerate No Uncleanliness In Body, Clothes, Or Habitation.

I Firmly Believe This ... That Without His Concurring Aid We Shall Succeed In This Political Building No Better, Than The Builders Of Babel: We Shall Be Divided By Our Little Partial Local Interests; Our Projects Will Be Confounded, And We Ourselves Shall Become A Reproach And Bye Word Down To Future Ages. And What Is Worse, Mankind May Hereafter From This Unfortunate Instance, Despair Of Establishing Governments By Human Wisdom And Leave It To Chance, War And Conquest.

Many Foxes Grow Gray But Few Grow Good.

Little Strokes Fell Great Oaks.