Trade Increases The Wealth And Glory Of

Confidence Is A Plant Of Slow Growth In An Aged Bosom.

Don't Talk To Me About A Man's Being Able To Talk Sense; Everyone Can Talk Sense. Can He Talk Nonsense?

Unlimited Power Is Apt To Corrupt The Minds Of Those Who Posses It; And This I Know, My Lords: That Where Law Ends, Tyranny Begins.

If I Were An American, As I Am An Englishman, While A Foreign Troop Was Landed In My Country, I Never Would Lay Down My Arms Never Never Never!

The Poorest Man May, In His Cottage, Bid Defiance To All The Forces Of The Crown. It May Be Frail, Its Roof May Shake; The Wind May Blow Though It; The Storm May Enter; The Rain May Enter; But The King Of England May Not Enter; All His Force Dares Not Cross The Threshold Of The Ruined Tenement.