Father I cannot tell a lie. I did it with my little hatchet.

I walk on untrodden ground. There is scarcely any part of my conduct which may not hereafter be drawn into precedent.

The company in which you will improve most will be least expensive to you.

A half-starved limping government, always moving upon crutches and tottering at every step.

Jealousy, and local policy mix too much in all our public councils for the good government of the Union. In a words, the confederation appears to me to be little more than a shadow without the substance . . . .

A people unused to restraint must be led, they will not be drove.

The reflection upon my situation and that of this army produces many an uneasy hour when all around me are wrapped in sleep. Few people know the predicament we are in.