It Is Wonderful How Much May Be

Men As Well As Rivers Grow Crooked By Following The Path Of Least Resistance.

The Days Of Life Are Consumed, One By One, Without An Object Beyond The Present Moment; Ever Flying From The Ennui Of That, Yet Carrying It With Us; Eternally In Pursuit Of Happiness, Which Keeps Eternally Before Us. If Death Or Bankruptcy Happen To Trip Us Out Of The Circle, It Is Matter For The Buzz Of The Evening, And Is Completely Forgotten By The Next Morning.

With All The Defects In Our Constitution, Whether General Or Particular, The Comparison Of Our Government With Those Of Europe, Is Like A Comparison Of Heaven With Hell. England, Like The Earth, May Be Allowed To Take The Intermediate Station.

Experience Has Taught Me That Manufacturers Are Now As Necessary To Our Independence As To Our Comfort.

We Are Not To Expect To Be Translated From Despotism To Liberty In A Featherbed.