But I Do Not Remember Ever Having

The Truth Is That The Fall Of Napoleon Is The Hardest Blow That Our Taxing System Ever Felt. It Is Now Impossible To Make People Believe That Immense Fleets And Armies Are Necessary.

The Very Hirelings Of The Press, Whose Trade It Is To Buoy Up The Spirits Of The People... Have Uttered Falsehoods So Long, They Have Played Off So Many Tricks, That Their Budget Seems, At Last, To Be Quite Empty.

I Cannot... Perceive Any Ground For Hoping That Any Practical Good Would, While The Funding System Exists In Its Present Extent, Result From The Adoption Of Any Of Those Projects, Which Have Professed To Have In View What Is Called Parliamentary Reform... When The Funding System, From Whatever Cause, Shall Cease To Operate Upon Civil And Political Liberty, There Will Be No Need Of Projects For Parliamentary Reform. The Parliament Will, As Far As Shall Be Necessary, Then Reform Itself.

All My Plans In Private Life; All My Pursuits; All My Designs, Wishes, And Thoughts, Have This One Great Object In View: The Overthrow Of The Ruffian Boroughmongers. If I Write Grammars; If I Write On Agriculture; If I Sow, Plant, Or Deal In Seeds; Whatever I Do Has First In View The Destruction Of Those Infamous Tyrants.

It Is No Small Mischief To A Boy, That Many Of The Best Years Of His Life Should Be Devoted To The Learning Of What Can Never Be Of Any Real Use To Any Human Being. His Mind Is Necessarily Rendered Frivolous And Superficial By The Long Habit Of Attaching Importance To Words Instead Of Things; To Sound Instead Of Sense.