Confidence is a plant of slow growth in an aged bosom.

Unlimited power corrupts the possessor.

If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country, I never would lay down my arms never never never!

Confidence is a plant of slow growth in an aged bosom.

Trade increases the wealth and glory of a country; but its real strength and stamina are to be looked for among the cultivators of the land.

Unlimited power is apt to corrupt the minds of those who posses it; and this I know, my lords: that where law ends, tyranny begins.

Was not necessity the plea of every illegal exertion of power or exercise of oppression?...Necessity is the plea for very infringement of human freedom. It is the argument of tyrants; it is the creed of slaves.