There is something absurd in supposing a continent to be perpetually governed by an island.

The guilt of a government is the crime of a whole country.

Politics and self-interest have been so uniformly connected, that the world, from being so often deceived, has a right to be suspicious of public characters.

How strangely is antiquity treated! To answer some purposes it is spoken of as the times of darkness and ignorance, and to answer others, it is put for the light of the world.

My mind is my own church.

The real man smiles in trouble, gathers strength from distress, and grows brave by reflection.

Now is the seedtime of continental union, faith and honor. The least fracture now, will be like a name engraved with the point of a pin on the tender rind of a young oak; the wound would enlarge with the tree, and posterity read in it full grown characters.