Anger warms the invention, but overheats the oven.

Outside Independence Hall when the Constitutional Convention of 1787 ended

Our new Constitution is now established, and has an appearance that promises permanency; but in the world nothing can be said to be certain except death and taxes.

Notwithstanding my experiments with electricity the thunderbolt continues to fall under our noses and beards; and as for the tyrant, there are a million of us still engaged at snatching away his sceptre.

I think vital religion has always suffered when orthodoxy is more regarded than virtue. The scriptures assure me that at the last day we shall not be examined on what we thought but what we did.

Perhaps I'm too saucy or provoking?

The nearest I can make it out, "Love your Enemies" means, "Hate your Friends"