Money Makes Money. And The Money That

I Have So Much Faith In The General Government Of The World By Providence That I Can Hardly Conceive A Transaction Of Such Momentous Importance [as The Framing Of The Constitution] ... Should Be Suffered To Pass Without Being In Some Degree Influenced, Guided, And Governed By That Omnipotent, Omnipresent, And Beneficent Ruler In Whom All Inferior Spirits Live And Move And Have Their Being.

What Vast Additions To The Conveniences And Comforts Of Living Might Mankind Have Acquired, If The Money Spent In Wars Had Been Employed In Works Of Public Utility; What An Extension Of Agriculture Even To The Tops Of Our Mountains; What Rivers Rendered Navigable, Or Joined By Canals; What Bridges, Aqueducts, New Roads, And Other Public Works, Edifices, And Improvements Might Not Have Been Obtained By Spending Those Millions In Doing Good, Which In The Last War Have Been Spent In Doing Mischief.

Look Round The Habitable World, How Few Know Their Own Good, Or, Knowing It, Pursue!

The Longer I Live The More Convinced I Become That God Governs In The Affairs Of Men. And Have We Now Forgotten That Powerful Friend? Or Do We Imagine We No Longer Need His Assistance.

The Discontented Man Finds No Easy Chair.