Can a free government possibly exist with the Roman Catholic religion?

Our Constitution was made only for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other.

There are two ways to conquer and enslave a country. One is by the sword. The other is by debt.

Remember, democracy never lasts long. It soon wastes, exhausts, and murders itself. There never was a democracy yet that did not commit suicide.

Always stand on principle even if you stand alone.

But a Constitution of Government once changed from Freedom, can never be restored. Liberty, once lost, is lost forever.

Power always thinks... that it is doing God's service when it is violating all his laws.

One useless man is a shame, two is a law firm, and three is a Congress.

The jaws of power are always open to devour, and her arm is always stretched out, if possible, to destroy the freedom of thinking, speaking, and writing.

There is danger from all men. The only maxim of a free government ought to be to trust no man living with power to endanger the public liberty.

Children should be educated and instructed in the principles of freedom.

It is the body-complex that eats and one just does the egoism of ‘I ate.’ He is not aware that there is another entity. One simply takes on the suffering of another.

Spiritually, life is a festival, a celebration. Joy is of the essence of life.

I haven't lost a war. No one got killed. I just lost a tennis match.

When satire flies abroad on falsehood's wing, Short is her life, and impotent her sting; But when to truth allied, the wound she gives Sinks deep, and to remotest ages lives.

I have no pity! I have no pity! The more worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething, and I grind with greater energy, in proportion to the increase of pain.

Thrift is of great revenue.

Cheap thrill: moral outrage revels in its own innocence and in the guilt of the wicked Others.

Realism absorbs the ideal by adding a few small imperfections. Example: it paints a few specks of mud on the white gown of the Lady in the Garden.

The man can only ride you when your back is bent.

O ay, letters - I had letters - I am persecuted with letters - I hate letters - nobody knows how to write letters; and yet one has 'em, one does not know why - they serve one to pin up one's hair.