“Well, did anything interesting happen today?' [my father] would begin. And even before the daily question was completed I had eagerly launched into my narrative of every play, and almost every pitc...”

“As a nation, we began by declaring that all men are created equal. We now practically read it all men are created equal, except negroes. When the Know-Nothings get control, it will read all men are...”

“If he could not go out into the world, the world could come to him.”

“Go ahead, and fear not. You will have a full library at your service.”

“We have the right to demand that if we find men against whom there is not only suspicion, but almost a certainty that they have had collusion with men whose interests were in conflict with the inte...”

“One-time rival and subsequent usurper Secretary of State Seward finally settled into an assessment of Lincoln that, "His confidence and compassion increase every day.”

“I can see how it might be possible for a man to look down upon the earth and be an atheist, but I cannot conceive how a man could look up into the heavens and say there is no God.”

“There are but two types of men who desire war: those who havent the slightest intention of fighting it themselves, and those who havent the slightest idea what it is. Any man who has seen the face...”

“When Lincoln was asked if God was on the Unions side, Lincolns unvarying response was that what was really important was whether they were on Gods side.”

“She turned her painted blue eyes toward the assistant and said something in French before she left.”

“If I owned Texas and Hell, I would rent out Texas and live in Hell”

“War means fighting, and fighting means killing.”

“Sometimes I feel like we're a knot, too tangled to be taken apart.”

“Memories of lost love they do enpain,Fleeting images of what once was never again to gain.Hold tight those memories that slip through the mind, To walk in those fields again with hera dream divi...”

“As she left the cold arena Angel had to laugh,Beaten by that of a wisp girl and her subliming cunning craft.Jove lay silent in his orbit; brooding, deep, dreamless forweep,And faithful dog Sirius r...”