Government Is The Great Fiction, Through Which

Society Is Composed Of Men, And Every Man Is A Free Agent. Since Man Is Free, He Can Choose; Since He Can Choose, He Can Err; Since He Can Err, He Can Suffer. I Go Further: He Must Err And He Must Suffer; For His Starting Point Is Ignorance, And In His Ignorance He Sees Before Him An Infinite Number Of Unknown Roads, All Of Which Save One Lead To Error.

The Worst Thing That Can Happen To A Good Cause Is Not To Be Skillfully Attacked, But To Be Ineptly Defended.

It Must Be Admitted That The Tendency Of The Human Race Toward Liberty Is Largely Thwarted, Especially In France. This Is Greatly Due To A Fatal Desire-learned From The Teachings Of Antiquity-that Our Writers On Public Affairs Have In Common: They Desire To Set Themselves Above Mankind In Order To Arrange, Organize, And Regulate It According To Their Fancy.

You Compare The Nation To A Parched Piece Of Land And The Tax To A Life-giving Rain. So Be It. But You Should Also Ask Yourself Where This Rain Comes From, And Whether It Is Not Precisely The Tax That Draws The Moisture From The Soil And Dries It Up. You Should Also Ask Yourself Further Whether The Soil Receives More Of This Precious Water From The Rain Than It Loses By The Evaporation?

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