The Love Of Independence Is

The Moon Is Not Kept In Her Orbit Round The Earth, Nor The Earth In Her Orbit Round The Sun, By A Force That Varies Merely In The Inverse Ratio Of The Squares Of The Distances.

Where There Are Few People, And A Great Quantity Of Fertile Land, The Power Of The Earth To Afford A Yearly Increase Of Food May Be Compared To A Great Reservoir Of Water, Supplied By A Moderate Stream. The Faster Population Increases, The More Help Will Be Got To Draw Off The Water, And Consequently An Increasing Quantity Will Be Taken Every Year. But The Sooner, Undoubtedly, Will The Reservoir Be Exhausted, And The Streams Only Remain.

The Finest Minds Seem To Be Formed Rather By Efforts At Original Thinking, By Endeavours To Form New Combinations, And To Discover New Truths, Than By Passively Receiving The Impressions Of Other Men's Ideas.

The Love Of Independence Is A Sentiment That Surely None Would Wish To See Erased From The Breast Of Man, Though The Parish Law Of England, It Must Be Confessed, Is A System Of All Others The Most Calculated Gradually To Weaken This Sentiment, And In The End May Eradicate It Completely.

To Prevent The Recurrence Of Misery Is, Alas! Beyond The Power Of Man.