The enjoyments of this life are not equal to its evils.

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!

There is something behind the throne greater than the King himself.

Don't talk to me about a man's being able to talk sense; everyone can talk sense. Can he talk nonsense?

The atrocious crime of being a young man . . . I shall neither attempt to palliate nor deny.

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 through it; the storm may enter, the rain may enter -- but the King of England cannot enter; all his force dares not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement!