A Sacred Burden Is This Life Ye

Politics Of All Sorts, I Confess, Are Far Beyond My Limited Powers Of Comprehension. Those Of This Country As Far As I Have Been Able To Observe, Resolve Themselves Into Two Great Motives. The Aristocratic Desire Of Elevation And Separation, And The Democratic Desire Of Demolishing And Levelling.

An Actor's Life Is The Shadow Of A Cloud, The Echo Of A Sound, The Memory Of A Dream, Nothing Come Of Nothing. The Finest Actor Does Not Create, He Is But A Translator Of Another Man's Work.

Your Theory Of Partial Immortality Is Abhorrent To Me. I Would Rather Disbelieve In The Immortality Of My Own Soul Than Suppose The Boon Given To Me Was Withheld From Any Of My Fellow Creatures.

[on John Brown:] The Poor Wretch Is Hanged, But From His Grave A Root Of Bitterness Will Spring, The Fruit Of Which At No Distant Day May Be Disunion And Civil War.

I Have Sometimes Been Haunted With The Idea That It Was An Imperative Duty, Knowing What I Know, And Having Seen What I Have Seen, To Do All That Lies In My Power To Show The Dangers And The Evils Of This Frightful Institution.