I feel very bad about getting things wrong.
The fact is that I loved being in England.
On the one hand, it's common sense it's hard to see someone you love get sick or die. People are interconnected and their health is, too.
Every time I see a bluebird, I say, well, hey, all this hard work is all worth while.
Nor all America can claim him now: Forevermore he is Mankind's and God's.
Of all the agonies in life, that which is most poignant and harrowing--that which for the time annihilates reason, and leaves our whole organization one lacerated, mangled heart--is the conviction that we have been deceived where we placed all the trust of love.