No Man Can Be A Sound Lawyer

A Democracy Is A Volcano Which Conceals The Fiery Materials Of Its Own Destruction. These Will Produce An Eruption And Carry Desolation In Their Way.

I Am Commonly Opposed To Those Who Modestly Assume The Rank Of Champions Of Liberty, And Make A Very Patriotic Noise About The People. It Is The Stale Artifice Which Has Duped The World A Thousand Times, And Yet, Though Detected, It Is Still Successful. I Love Liberty As Well As Anybody. I Am Proud Of It, As The True Title Of Our People To Distinction Above Others; But . . . I Would Guard It By Making The Laws Strong Enough To Protect It.

Democracy, In Its Best State, Is But The Politics Of Bedlam; While Kept Chained, Its Thoughts Are Frantic, But When It Breaks Loose, It Kills The Keeper, Fires The Building, And Perishes.

No One Ever Became, Or Can Become Truly Eloquent Without Being A Reader Of The Bible, And An Admirer Of The Purity And Sublimity Of Its Language.

The House Is Composed Of Very Good Men, Not Shining, But Honest And Reasonably Well-informed, And In Time Will Be Found To Improve, And Not Much Inferior In Eloquence, Science, And Dignity, To The British Commons. They Are Patriotic Enough, And I Believe There Are More Stupid (as Well As More Shining) People In The Latter, In Proportion.