Who, then, will govern? The answer must be, Man - for we have no angels in the shape of men, as yet, who are willing to take charge of our political affairs.

If I am to be shot at, I want no man to be in the way of the bullet.

I feel incompetent to perform duties...which have been so unexpectedly thrown upon me.

If the rabble were lopped off at one end and the aristocrat at the other, all would be well with the country.

When I die, I desire no better winding sheet than the Stars and Stripes, and no softer pillow than the Constitution of my country.

Duties have been mine; consequences are God's.

Tyranny and despotism can be exercised by many, more rigorously, more vigorously, and more severely, than by one.