When I lay down the reins of this administration, I want to have one friend left. And that friend is myself.
When I hear a man preach, I like to see him act as if he were fighting bees.
Thus let bygones be bygones. Let past differences, as nothing be.
My policy is to have no policy.
And then, there will be some black men who can remember that, with silent tongue, and clenched teeth, and steady eye, and well-poised bayonnet, they have helped mankind on to this great consummation.
Labor is the superior of capital, and deserves much the higher consideration