Peace is always beautiful.
From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines.
A woman waits for me, she contains all, nothing lacking.
Strange, (is it not?) that battles, martyrs, blood, even assassination should so condense - perhaps only really lastingly condense - a Nationality.
I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.
Without enough wilderness America will change. Democracy, with its myriad personalities and increasing sophistication, must be fibred and vitalized by regular contact with outdoor growths - animals, trees, sun warmth and free skies - or it will dwindle and pale.