Poverty of course is no disgrace, but it is damned annoying.
The press is like the air, a chartered libertine.
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!
Don’t talk to me about a man’s being able to talk sense; everyone can talk sense. Can he talk nonsense?
Theoretical principals must sometimes give way for the sake of practical advantages.
Unlimited power is apt to corrupt the minds of those who posses it; and this I know, my lords: that where law ends, tyranny begins.
Confidence is a plant of slow growth in an aged heart.
Unlimited power corrupts the possessor.