Words are chameleons, which reflect the color of their environment.

Since we are men, we will play the part of Man.

We accept the verdict of the past until the need for change cries out loudly enough to force upon us a choice between the comforts of inertia and the irksomeness of action.

Any one may so arrange his affairs that his taxes shall be as low as possible; he is not bound to choose that pattern which will best pay the Treasury; there is not even a patriotic duty to increase ones taxes.

Tyranny is tyranny, no matter what its form; the free man will resist it if his courage serves.

A self-made man may prefer a self-made name.

In the end it is worse to suppress dissent than to run the risk of heresy.