If We Mean To Have

A Little Of What You Call Frippery Is Very Necessary Towards Looking Like The Rest Of The World.

We Have Too Many High-sounding Words, And Too Few Actions That Correspond With Them.

You Cannot Know, Should I Discribe To You; The Feelings Of A Parent . . . . Four Years Have Already Past Away Since You Left Your Native Land, And This Rural Cottage-humble Indeed, When Compared To The Palaces You Have Visited, And The Pomp You Have Been Witness To. But I Dare Say You Have Not Been So Inattentive An Observer, As To Suppose That Sweet Peace, And Contentment, Cannot Inhabit The Lowly Roof, And Bless The Tranquil Inhabitants, Equally Guarded And Protected, In Person And Property, In This Happy Country, As Those Who Reside In The Most Elegant And Costly Dwellings.

Let Your Observations And Comparisons Produce In Your Mind An Abhorrence Of Domination And Power, The Parent Of Slavery, Ignorance, And Barbarism, Which Places Man Upon A Level With His Fellow Tenants Of The Woods.

When He Is Wounded, I Bleed. {page 262 Of John Adams}