The Earth Is Given As A Common

In A World Which Furnishes So Many Employments Which Are Useful, And So Many Which Are Amusing, It Is Our Own Fault If We Ever Know What Ennui [boredom] Is, Or If We Are Ever Driven To The Miserable Resource Of Gaming, Which Corrupts Our Dispositions, And Teaches Us A Habit Of Hostility Against All Mankind.

We Are The Friends Of Liberty Everywhere, But The Guarrantors Of Only Our Own.

We Will Be Soldiers, So Our Sons May Be Farmers, So Their Sons May Be Artists

It Is Error Alone Which Needs The Support Of Government. Truth Can Stand By Itself.

The Happiest Hours Of My Life Have Been Spent In The Flow Of Affection Among Friends.