We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.

If there is a worse place than Hell, I am in it.

The time has come when I am for everybody fighting the rebels. Let Indians fight them; let the Negroes fight them; and if you have got any strong-legged jackasses in Iwoa that can kick rebels to death, they have my hearty consent.

As we keep or break the Sabbath Day we nobly save or meanly lose the last best hope by which man rises.

I know the hole he went in at, but I can't tell you what hole he will come out of.

Among free men there can be no successful appeal from the ballot to the bullet.

Every one desires to live long, but no one would be old.