Unlimited Power Corrupts The Possessor.

The Poorest Man May, In His Cottage, Bid Defiance To All The Forces Of The Crown. It May Be Frail, Its Roof May Shake; The Wind May Blow Though It; The Storm May Enter; The Rain May Enter; But The King Of England May Not Enter; All His Force Dares Not Cross The Threshold Of The Ruined Tenement.

If I Were An American, As I Am An Englishman, While A Foreign Troop Was Landed In My Country, I Never Would Lay Down My Arms Never Never Never!

Was Not Necessity The Plea Of Every Illegal Exertion Of Power Or Exercise Of Oppression?...necessity Is The Plea For Very Infringement Of Human Freedom. It Is The Argument Of Tyrants; It Is The Creed Of Slaves.

Don't Talk To Me About A Man's Being Able To Talk Sense; Everyone Can Talk Sense. Can He Talk Nonsense?

Unlimited Power Corrupts The Possessor.