I Hold It The Duty Of The

When I Die, I Desire No Better Winding Sheet Than The Stars And Stripes, And No Softer Pillow Than The Constitution Of My Country.

It Is Our Sacred Duty To Transmit Unimpaired To Our Posterity The Blessings Of Liberty Which Were Bequeathed To Us By The Founders Of The Republic.

If I Am To Be Shot At, I Want No Man To Be In The Way Of The Bullet.

I Hold It The Duty Of The Executive To Insist Upon Frugality In The Expenditure, And A Sparing Economy Is Itself A Great National Source.

If Blacks Were Given The Right To Vote, That Would Place Every Splay-footed, Bandy-shanked, Hump-backed, Thick-lipped, Flat-nosed, Woolly-headed, Ebon-colored In The Country Upon An Equality With The Poor White Man.