Revolutions are not made, they come.
Neither do I acknowledge the right of Plymouth to the whole rock. No, the rock underlies all America: it only crops out here.
The heart beats louder and the soul hears quicker in silence and solitude.
The heart is the best logician.
Politicians are like the bones of a horse's foreshoulder-not a straight one in it.
Great political questions stir the deepest nature of one-half the nation, but they pass far above and over the heads of the other half.