It is true that liberty is precious- so precious that it must be rationed.-V.I.Lenin
Nothing doth more hurt in a state than that cunning men pass for wise.-Sir Francis Bacon
There is, however, a limit at which forbearance ceases to be a virtue.-Edmund Burke
When they really are out to get you, paranoia is adaptive.-Tim Burke
Every Communist must grasp the truth:"Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun."-Mao Tse-Tung
There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave... It is vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, peace, peace- but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why do we stand here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!-Patrick Henry
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TB., NC
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Nothing doth more hurt in a state than that cunning men pass for wise.-Sir Francis Bacon
There is, however, a limit at which forbearance ceases to be a virtue.-Edmund Burke
When they really are out to get you, paranoia is adaptive.-Tim Burke
Every Communist must grasp the truth:"Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun."-Mao Tse-Tung
There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave... It is vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, peace, peace- but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why do we stand here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!-Patrick Henry
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TB., NC
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