The tocsin you hear today is not an alarm but an alert: it sounds the charge against our enemies.
Category Archive: 1759
Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.
Confidence is a plant of slow growth in an aged heart.
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.
In revolutions authority remains with the greatest scoundrels.
I pick my favourite quotations and store them in my mind as ready armour, offensive or defensive, amid the struggle of this turbulent existence.
Theoretical principals must sometimes give way for the sake of practical advantages.
Affliction’s sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss!
Dare to be honest and fear no labor.
The press is like the air, a chartered libertine.