The People Have A Right To Keep

The People Have A Right To Keep And Bear Arms.

Is Life So Dear Or Peace So Sweet As To Be Purchased At The Price Of Chains And Slavery? Forbid It, Almighty God! I Know Not What Course Others May Take, But As For Me, Give Me Liberty, Or Give Me Death!

It Is In Vain, Sir, To Extenuate The Matter. Gentlemen May Cry, “peace! Peace!” — But There Is No Peace. The War Is Actually Begun! The Next Gale That Sweeps From The North Will Bring To Our Ears The Clash Of Resounding Arms! Our Brethren Are Already In The Field! Why Stand We Here Idle? What Is It That Gentlemen Wish? What Would They Have? Is Life So Dear, Or Peace So Sweet, As To Be Purchased At The Price Of Chains And Slavery? Forbid It, Almighty God! I Know Not What Course Others May Take; But As For Me, Give Me Liberty, Or Give Me Death!

Suspicion Is A Virtue As Long As Its Object Is The Public Good, And As Long As It Stays Within Proper Bounds. Guard With Jealous Attention The Public Liberty. Suspect Every One Who Approaches That Jewel.

The Battle, Sir, Is Not To The Strong Alone; It Is To The Vigilant, The Active, The Brave.