'Disguise thyself as thou wilt, still, Slavery', said I, 'still thou art a bitter draught'.

We get forwards in the world not so much by doing services, as receiving them: you take a withering twig, and put it in the ground; and then you water it, beca…

The sad vicissitude of things.

God tempers the wind, said Maria, to the shorn lamb.

The slave is doomed to worship time and fate and death, because they are greater than anything he finds in himself, and because all his thoughts are of things …

That state is a state of Slavery in which a man does what he likes to do in his spare time and in his working time that which is required of him. This state ca…

I may say this is a deluded generation, veiled with ignorance, that tho popery and slavery be riding in upon them, do not perceive it; tho I am sure there was …