Clouds And Darkness Surround Us, Yet Heaven

If You Keep Making Jokes Like That, Somebody Is Going To Shoot You, Father.

I Would Rather Marry A Good Man, A Man Of Mind, With A Hope And Bright Prospects Ahead For Position, Fame And Power Than To Marry All The Houses, Gold And Bones In The World.

Others Live On In A Careless And Lukewarm State - Not Appearing To Fill Longfellow's Measure: 'into Each Life, Some Rain Must Fall.'

I Explain To You, Exactly And Truly, How We Are Circumstanced. A Greater Portion Of Our Means Is Unavailable, Consisting Of A House In S. Springfield And Some Wild Lands In Iowa. Notwithstanding My Great And Good Husband's Life Was Sacrificed For His Country, We Are Left To Struggle In A Manner...of Life Undeserved. Roving Generals Have Elegant Mansions Showered Upon Them, And The American People Leave The Family Of The Martyred President To Struggle As Best They May! Strange Justice This.

My Evil Genius Procrastination Has Whispered Me To Tarry 'til A More Convenient Season.