May the Almighty grant that the cause of truth, justice, and humanity, shall in no wise suffer at my hands.

What are you gonna do for a face when the baboon wants his ass back?

You may burn my body to ashes, and scatter them to the winds of heaven; you may drag my soul down to the regions of darkness and despair to be tormented forever; but you will never get me to support a measure which I believe to be wrong, although by doing so I may accomplish that which I believe to be right.

We should be too big to take offense and too noble to give it.

the better angels of our nature

The trouble with Hooker is that he's got his headquarters where his hindquarters aught to be.

It must now atone in blood for its complicity in wickedness.