Oh, my country! how I leave my country!<\/p>\n
Unlimited power is apt to corrupt the minds of those who posses it; and this I know, my lords: that where law ends, tyranny begins.<\/p>\n
Unlimited power corrupts the possessor.<\/p>\n
Theoretical principals must sometimes give way for the sake of practical advantages.<\/p>\n
The press is like the air, a chartered libertine.<\/p>\n
Poverty of course is no disgrace, but it is damned annoying.<\/p>\n
Necessity is the plea for every infringement of human freedom. It is the argument of tyrants; it is the creed of slaves.<\/p>\n
Don’t talk to me about a man’s being able to talk sense; everyone can talk sense. Can he talk nonsense?<\/p>\n
Confidence is a plant of slow growth in an aged heart.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\uc70c\ub9ac\uc5c4 \ud53c\ud2b8 Oh, my country! how I leave my country! Unlimited power is apt to corrupt the minds of those who posses it; and this I know, my lords: that where law ends, tyranny begins. Unlimited power corrupts the possessor. Theoretical principals must sometimes give way for the sake of practical advantages. The press is … <\/p>\n