Crimes Lead Into One Another.

No Passion So Effectually Robs The Mind Of All Its Powers Of Acting And Reasoning As Fear.

Between Craft And Credulity, The Voice Of Reason Is Stifled.

The Great Inlet By Which A Colour For Oppression Has Entered Into The World Is By One Man's Pretending To Determine Concerning The Happiness Of Another.

Corrupt Influence Is Itself The Perennial Spring Of All Prodigality, And Of All Disorder; It Loads Us More Than Millions Of Debt; Takes Away Vigor From Our Arms, Wisdom From Our Councils, And Every Shadow Of Authority And Credit From The Most Venerable Parts Of Our Constitution.

Man Acts From Adequate Motives Relative To His Interest, And Not On Metaphysical Speculations.