No One Can Hate Petitions Worse Than

There Is No Peace Now, And There Will Never Be Peace, So Long As One Rules Over Another.

The Question Of Souls Is Old—we Demand Our Bodies, Now. We Are Tired Of Promises, God Is Deaf, And His Church Is Our Worst Enemy.

No One Can Hate Petitions Worse Than I, And No One Has Less Faith In Them Than I. But For My Champion I Am Willing To Try Any Means That Invades No Other's Right, Even Though I Have Little Hope In It.

And Now, What Has Anarchism To Say To All This, This Bankruptcy Of Republicanism, This Modern Empire That Has Grown Up On The Ruins Of Our Early Freedom? We Say This, That The Sin Our Fathers Sinned Was That They Did Not Trust Liberty Wholly. They Thought It Possible To Compromise Between Liberty And Government, Believing The Latter To Be 'a Necessary Evil,' And The Moment The Compromise Was Made, The Whole Misbegotten Monster Of Our Present Tyranny Began To Grow. Instruments Which Are Set Up To Safeguard Rights Become The Very Whip With Which The Free Are Struck.

I Think It Can Be Shown That The Law Makes Ten Criminals Where It Restrains One.