“Guard against the impostures of pretended patriotism.”

Heard the bullets whistle, and, believe me, there is something charming in the sound.

Every man thinks God is on his side.

Be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence.

It is substantially true, that virtue or morality is a necessary spring of popular government. The rule, indeed, extends with more or less force to every species of free government.

Liberty, when it begins to take root, is a plant of rapid growth.

We should not look back unless it is to derive useful lessons from past errors, and for the purpose of profiting by dearly bought experience.

The harder the conflict, the greater the triumph.

The turning points of lives are not the great moments. The real crises are often concealed in occurrences so trivial in appearance that they pass unobserved.

Experience has taught us, that men will not adopt and carry into execution measures best calculated for their own good, without the intervention of a coercive power.

Happiness depends more upon the internal frame of a person’s own mind, than on the externals in the world.

Discipline is the soul of an army. It makes small numbers formidable; procures success to the weak, and esteem to all.

Arbitrary power is most easily established on the ruins of liberty abused to licentiousness.

A sensible woman can never be happy with a fool.

If the cause is advanced, indifferent is it to me where or in what quarter it happens.

There is nothing so likely to produce peace as to be well prepared to meet the enemy.

Speak not evil of the absent, for it is unjust.

If through your vices you afflicted are, Lay not the blame of your distress on God; You made your rulers mighty, gave them guards, So now you groan ‘neath slavery’s heavy rod.

You have to stand guard over the development and maintenance of democracy, Islamic social justice and the equality of manhood in your own native soil.

Having bodyguards is just part of being famous, I think.

There is nothing [that] disarms us like laughter.

Wait for those unguarded moments. Relax the mood and, like the child dropping off to sleep, the subject often reveals his truest self.

I can’t even go to the mall anymore. I have to bring 17 security guards… or it feels like it.

With all these past fears still written on my skin, it bruises me to let you in. Trauma’s that this body holds, still guard these tactile lips untold.

I’m not a security-type person: I don’t want to have bodyguards around me. I’m not into all that.