I Knew Wherever I Was That You

...[we] Must Stop These Swarms Of Jews Who Are Trading, Bartering And Robbing.

After All, I Think Forrest Was The Most Remarkable Man Our Civil War Produced On Either Side.

The Carping And Bickering Of Political Factions In The Nation's Capital Reminds Me Of Two Pelicans Quarreling Over A Dead Fish.

I Am Tired And Sick Of War. Its Glory Is All Moonshine. It Is Only Those Who Have Neither Fired A Shot Nor Heard The Shrieks And Groans Of The Wounded Who Cry Aloud For Blood, For Vengeance, For Desolation. War Is Hell.

Hold The Fort! I Am Coming!