The Law Is Not A 'light' For

I'm Breathing . . . Are You Breathing Too? It's Nice, Isn't It?

It Profits A Man Nothing To Give His Soul For The Whole World... But For Wales!

If We Lived In A State Where Virtue Was Profitable, Common Sense Would Make Us Good, And Greed Would Make Us Saintly. And We'd Live Like Animals Or Angels In The Happy Land That /needs/ No Heroes. But Since In Fact We See That Avarice, Anger, Envy, Pride, Sloth, Lust And Stupidity Commonly Profit Far Beyond Humility, Chastity, Fortitude, Justice And Thought, And Have To Choose, To Be Human At All... Why Then Perhaps We /must/ Stand Fast A Little --even At The Risk Of Being Heroes.

Thomas More: ...and When The Last Law Was Down, And The Devil Turned Around On You--where Would You Hide, Roper, The Laws All Being Flat? This Country's Planted Thick With Laws From Coast To Coast--man's Laws, Not God's--and If You Cut Them Down...d'you Really Think You Could Stand Upright In The Winds That Would Blow Then? Yes, I'd Give The Devil Benefit Of Law, For My Own Safety's Sake.

Thomas More: Will, I'd Trust You With My Life. But Not Your Principles. You See, We Speak Of Being Anchored To Our Principles. But If The Weather Turns Nasty You Up With An Anchor And Let It Down Where There's Less Wind, And The Fishing's Better. And "look," We Say, "look, I'm Anchored! To My Principles!