In the faces of men and women, I see God.
not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo, The hundred & fifty are dumb yet at Alamo.
O lands! O all so dear to me - what you are, I become part of that, whatever it is.
Other lands have their vitality in a few, a class, but we have it in the bulk of our people.
I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell
Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?