When a true genius appears you can know him by this sign: that all the dunces are in a confederacy against him.
With Malice toward none with charity for all with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right let us strive on to finish the work we are in to bind up the nation's wounds.
Let not him who is houseless pull down the house of another but let him work...
Allow the president to invade a neighboring nation whenever he shall deem it...
There is another old poet whose name I do not now remember who said 'Truth...
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.
