The oldest, wisest politician grows not more human so, but is merely a gray wharf rat at last.
Hate can pardon more than love.
Some simple dishes recommend themselves to our imaginations as well as palates.
How can he remember well his ignorance - which his growth requires - who has so often to use his knowledge?
God is only the president of the day, and Webster is his orator.
I am grateful for what I have. My thanksgiving is perpetual.