I Find As I Grow Older That

For Heaven's Sake Discard The Monstrous Wig Which Makes The English Judges Look Like Rats Peeping Through Bunches Of Oakum.

The Only Greater [evil] Than Separation... [is] Living Under A Government Of Discretion.

The Plough Is To The Farmer What The Wand Is To The Sorcerer. Its Effect Is Really Like Sorcery.

I Own That I Am Not A Friend To A Very Energetic Government. It Is Always Oppressive.

By Making This Wine Known To The Public, I Have Rendered My Country As Great A Service As If I Had Enabled It To Pay Back The National Debt.