When we speak of the commerce with our colonies, fiction lags after truth, invention is unfruitful, and imagination cold and barren.

It is ordained in the eternal constitution of things, that men of intemperate minds cannot be free. Their passions forge their fetters.

Free trade is not based on utility but on justice.

He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves, and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper.

He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist in our helper.

Men are qualified for civil liberties in exact proportion to their disposition to put moral chains upon their appetites: in proportion as their love of justice is above their rapacity