But America Is A Great, Unwieldy Body.

My Stern Chase After Time Is, To Borrow A Simile From Tom Paine, Like The Race Of A Man With A Wooden Leg After A Horse.

[america's] Glory Is Not Dominion, But Liberty. Her March Is The March Of The Mind. She Has A Spear And A Shield: But The Motto Upon Her Shield Is Freedom, Independence, Peace. This Has Been Her Declaration: This Has Been, As Far As Her Necessary Intercourse With The Rest Of Mankind Would Permit, Her Practice.

Every Temptation Is An Opportunity Of Our Getting Nearer To God.

There Still Remains One Effort Of Magnanimity, One Sacrifice Of Prejudice And Passion, To Be Made By The Individuals Throughout The Nation Who Have Heretofore Followed The Standards Of Political Party. It Is That Of Discarding Every Remnant Of Rancor Against Each Other, Of Embracing As Countrymen And Friends, And Of Yielding To Talents And Virtue Alone That Confidence Which In Times Of Contention For Principle Was Bestowed Only Upon Those Who Bore The Badge Of Party Communion.

Let Us Not Be Unmindful That Liberty Is Power, That The Nation Blessed With The Largest Portion Of Liberty Must In Proportion To Its Numbers Be The Most Powerful Nation Upon Earth.