“Well . . . I believe, when statesmen forsake their own private conscience for the sake of their public duties . . . they lead their country by a short route to chaos.”
This country’s planted thick with laws from coast to coast—man’s laws, not God’s—and if you cut them down—and you’re just the man to do it—d’you really think you could stand upright in the winds that would blow then?
“The currents and eddies of right and wrong, which you find such plain sailing, I can’t navigate. . . . But in the thickets of the law, oh, there I’m a forester.”