The sun of liberty is set; you must light up the candle of industry and economy.
Industry and patience are the surest means of plenty.
To all apparent beauties blind, each blemish strikes an envious mind.
Where liberty is, there is my country.
Virtue may not always make a Face handsome, but Vice will certainly make it ugly.
God grant, that not only the Love of Liberty, but a thorough Knowledge of the Rights of Man, may pervade all the Nations of the Earth, so that a Philosopher may set his Foot anywhere on its Surface, and say, 'This is my Country.'