Ease up, the play is over.

Duty and to-day are ours; results and futurity belong to God.

Men who have great riches and little culture rush into business, because they are weary of themselves.

We are not one people. We are two peoples. We are a people for Freedom and a people for Slavery. Between the two, conflict is inevitable.

Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident, and riches take wings. Only one thing endures and that is character.

Common sense is very uncommon.

The Republic needed to be passed through chastening, purifying fires of adversity and suffering: so these came and did their work and the verdure of a new national life springs greenly, luxuriantly, from their ashes.