No parts of his Majesty's dominions can be taxed without their consent.

The only principles of public conduct that are worthy of a gentleman or a man are to sacrifice estate, ease, health, and applause, and even life, to the sacred calls of his country.

Taxation without representation is tyranny.

Can there be any liberty where property is taken away without consent?

Every man may reign secure in his petty tyranny, and spread terror and desolation around him, until the trump of the archangel shall excite different emotions in his soul.

I will to my dying day oppose with all the powers and faculties God has given me, all such instruments of slavery on the one hand, and villainy on the other, as this writ of assistance is.

The supreme power cannot take from any man any part of his property, without his consent in person, or by representation.

A man's house is his castle.

My dear sister, I hope, when God Almighty in his righteous providence shall take me out of time into eternity, that it will be by a flash of lightning.

Let the consequences be what they will, I am determined to proceed.

One of the most essential branches of English liberty is the freedom of one's house. A man's house is his castle.

You know, I think that only if one feels immensely important can one feel truly light.

Living in a small town, I knew everybody and everybody knew me.

We have the potential for making massive change... and the bottom line is that we can't be the generation responsible for wiping out three-fourths of life forms on the Earth.

There's no turning back...We will win. We are winning because ours is a revolution of mind and heart.

It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who had ever been alive.

I find no abhorring in my appetite.

Childhood reading is so important.

I’ve not learned the acceptable way of saying you fascinate me...I’ve not even learned how to say I like you without frightening people away-

I think the first prerequisite to civilization is an ability to make polite conversation.