Quote by James Madison
A pure democracy is a society consisting of a small number of citi

A pure democracy is a society consisting of a small number of citizens, who assemble and administer the government in person. – James Madison

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Knowledge will forever govern ignorance and a people who mean to be their own governors must arm themselves with the power which knowledge gives. – James Madison

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Where an excess of power prevails, property of no sort is duly respected. No man is safe in his opinions, his person, his faculties, or his possessions. – James Madison

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Let me recommend the best medicine in the world: a long journey, at a mild season, through a pleasant country, in easy stages. – James Madison

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I only ask of the government to be treated as all other men are treated. – Chief Joseph

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It is often said that men are ruled by their imaginations; but it would be truer to say they are governed by the weakness of their imaginations. – Walter Bagehot

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Government does not solve problems it subsidizes them. – Ronald Reagan

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For a country to have a great writer is like having a second government. That is why no regime has ever loved great writers, only minor ones. – Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

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