He has sat on the fence so long that the iron has entered his soul.

The stern hand of fate has scourged us to an elevation where we can see the great everlasting things which matter for a nation - the great peaks we had forgotten, of Honor, Duty, Patriotism, and clad in glittering white, the great pinnacle of Sacrifice pointing like a rugged finger to Heaven.

There is nothing so fatal to character as half finished tasks.

We are fighting Germany, Austria and drink, and as far as I can see, the greatest of these three deadly foes is drink.

Death is the most convenient time to tax rich people.

The doctors are always changing their opinions. They always have some new fad.

Once blood is shed in a national quarrel reason and right are swept aside by the rage of angry men.