To Cease To Think Creatively Is To

I Am A Mortal Enemy To Arbitrary Government And Unlimited Power. I Am Naturally Very Jealous For The Rights And Liberties Of My Country, And The Least Encroachment Of Those Invaluable Privileges Is Apt To Make My Blood Boil.

Willows Are Weak, But They Bind The Faggot.

A Little House Well Fill'd, A Little Field Well Till'd, And A Little Wife Well Will'd, Are Great Riches.

Human Felicity Is Produced Not As Much By Great Pieces Of Good Fortune That Seldom Happen As By Little Advantages That Occur Every Day.

Onions Can Make Even Heirs And Widows Weep.