Where The People Possess No Authority, Their

Conscience Is The Mirror Of Our Souls, Which Represents The Errors Of Our Lives In Their Full Shape.

Where The People Possess No Authority, Their Rights Obtain No Respect.

Sedition Is Bred In The Lap Of Luxury And Its Chosen Emissaries Are The Beggared Spendthrift And The Impoverished Libertine.

Beauty Is But The Sensible Image Of The Infinite. Like Truth And Justice, It Lives Within Us; Like Virtue And The Moral Law, It Is A Companion Of The Soul.

Dishonesty Is So Grasping It Would Deceive God Himself, Were It Possible.