I refuse to accept the cynical notion that nation after nation must spiral down a militaristic stairway into the hell of thermonuclear destruction... I believe that even amid today's mortar bursts and whining bullets, there is still hope for a brighter tomorrow... I still believe that one day mankind will bow before the altars of God and be crowned triumphant over war and bloodshed.

My soul is too glad and too great to be at heart the enemy of any man

To have serpentlike qualities devoid of dovelike qualities is to be passionless, mean, and selfish.

We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.

We have guided missiles and misguided men.

So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Vanity asks, is it popular? Politics ask, will it work? But conscience and morality ask, is it right?