A bulger of a place it is. The number of the ships beat me all hollow, and looked for all the world like a big clearing in the West, with the dead trees all standing.
I would rather be politically dead than hypocritically immortalized.
Heaven knows that I have done all that a mortal could do, to save the people, and the failure was not my fault, but the fault of others.
The enemy fought with savage fury, and met death with all its horrors, without shrinking or complaining: not one asked to be spared, but fought as long as they could stand or sit.
It is quite possible that someone is insane and they think they have a chance. Not insane in the clinical sense, but they may have such a strong political ambition that they blind themselves to reality.
Sorrow, it is said, will make even an oyster feel poetical. I never tried my hand at that sort of writing but on this particular occasion such was my state of feeling, that I began to fancy myself inspired; so I took pen in hand, and as usual I went ahead.
Farewell to ye all! In the land of the stranger I rise or I fall.
Thare is no chance of hurrying bussiness here like in the legeslature of a State thare is such a desposition here to Show Eloquence that this will be a long Session and do no good...
Most of authors seek fame, but I seek for justice – a holier impulse than ever entered into the ambitious struggles of the votaries of that fickle, flirting goddess.
I gave my decisions on the principles of common justice and honesty between man and man, and relied on natural born sense, and not on law, learning to guide me; for I had never read a page in a law book in all my life.
Look at my arms, you will find no party hand-cuff on them.
If one man in the country could take all the money, what was the use of passing any bills about it?
We must not permit our respect for the dead or our sympathy for the living to lead us into an act of injustice to the balance of the living.
Throughout the day no time for memorandums now. Go ahead! Liberty and independence forever.
If I could rest anywhere, it would be in Arkansas, where the men are of the real half-horse, half-alligator breed such as grows nowhere else on the face of the universal earth.
Congress allows lemonade to the members and has it charged under the head of stationery-I move also that whiskey be allowed under the item of fuel.
The party in power, like Jonah’s gourd, grew up quickly, and will quickly fall.
I want people to be able to get what they need to live: enough food, a place to live, and an education for their children. Government does not provide these as well as private charities and businesses.
Although our great man at the head of the nation, has changed his course, I will not change mine.
I would rather be beaten, and be a man, than to be elected and be a little puppy dog.