Patriotism is a mystery-intangible, invisible, and yet eternal.
You shall not press down upon the brow of labor this crown of thorns; you shall not crucify mankind upon a cross of gold.
Only those who believe attempt the seemingly impossible.
I hope the two wings of the Democratic Party may flap together.
We spend months inside them, then the rest of our lives getting babied by them.
If that vital spark that we find in a grain of wheat can pass unchanged through countless deaths and resurrections, will the spirit of man be unable to pass from this body to another?