[Restraints on the press] in all ages, have debauched morals, depressed liberty, shackled religion, supported despotism, and deluged the scaffold with blood.

The future and success of America is not in this Constitution, but in the laws of God upon which this Constitution is founded.

Oppressors can tyrannize only when they achieve a standing army, an enslaved press, and a disarmed populace.

Crisis is the rallying cry of the tyrant.

If our nation is ever taken over, it will be taken over from within.

The purpose of the Constitution is to restrict the majority's ability to harm a minority.

If Tyranny and Oppression come to this land, it will be in the guise of fighting a foreign enemy.

If man is not fit to govern himself, how can he be fit to govern someone else?

The operations of the federal government will be most extensive and important in times of war and danger; those of the State governments, in times of peace and security.

Enlightened statesmen will not always be at the helm.

Knowledge will forever govern ignorance; and a people who mean to be their own governors must arm themselves with the power which knowledge gives.

Fear doesn't exist anywhere except in the mind.

I've always found the most tragic things funny. I was always the guy laughing at the funeral.

For Democrats to win, they're going to have to address the needs of working people. They're going to have to address the needs of the middle class.

I hate playing the piano! And it's so hard to fight for Beethoven's soul! But that's what I have to do!

But that's part of faith. Believing and knowing despite what other people say, and despite what the world might think of your beliefs.

The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.

Too many times nowadays the picture is expected to tell the whole story, when in truth there's only one picture in a hundred thousand that can stand alone as a piece of communication.

Dare to believe, and then dare to speak, and you shall have whatsoever you say if you doubt not.

Come, let us hasten to a higher plane, Where dyads tread the fairy fields of Venn, Their indices bedecked from one to _ n, Commingled in an endless Markov chain!

How did you know??? I'm Erin. I know all. ;)