Back Of Every Mistaken Venture And Defeat

The Dead Hold In Their Hands Only What They Have Given Away.

I Stayed Away From Mathematics Not So Much Because I Knew It Would Be Hard Work As Because Of The Amount Of Time I Knew It Would Take, Hours Spent In A Field Where I Was Not A Natural.

I Take You And Pile High The Memories. Death Will Break Her Claws On Some I Keep.

In Democracy Both A Deep Reverence And A Sense Of The Comic Are Requisite.

I See America, Not In The Setting Sun Of A Black Night Of Despair Ahead Of Us, I See America In The Crimson Light Of A Rising Sun Fresh From The Burning, Creative Hand Of God. I See Great Days Ahead, Great Days Possible To Men And Women Of Will And Vision.