The popularity of that baby-faced boy, who possessed not even the elements of a good actor, was a hallucination in the public mind, and a disgrace to our theatrical history.

What millions died that Caesar might be great!

Our purpose is to grow up and become love

Tomorrow let us do or die!

Men of England! who inheritRights that cost your sires their blood.

The smaller your reality, the more convinced you are that you know everything.

To live in the hearts of others is not to die