I Would Much Prefer Their Minds To

Abraham Lincoln Comes From Nothing, Has No Education, No Money, Lives In The Middle Of Nowhere On The Frontier. And Despite The Fact That He Suffers One Tragedy And One Setback After Another, Through Sheer Force Of Will, He Becomes Something Extraordinary: Not Only The President But The Person Who Almost Single-handedly United The Country.

My Men Have Suffered Greatly (from Boredom), Much Blood Has Been Shed (by Mosquitoes), And I Have Swung My Ax Mightily (chopping Firewood). Surely We Have Earned Our Place In The Annals Of History—for Never Has There Been So Little War In A War.

I Feel Like The Luckiest Guy On The Planet. But, I Literally Work All Day, Every Day, Seven Days A Week, 365 Days A Year, And That's Not An Exaggeration.

Elizabeth, Having Rather Expected To Affront Him, Was Amazed At His Gallantry; And Darcy Had Never Been So Bewitched By Any Woman As He Was By Her. He Really Believed, That Were It Not For The Inferiority Of Her Connections, He Should Be In Some Danger Of Falling In Love, And Were It Not For His Considerable Skill In The Deadly Arts, That He Should Be In Danger Of Being Bested By Hers--for Never Had He Seen A Lady More Gifted In The Ways Of Vanquishing The Undead.

This Is A Most Unfortunate Affair, And Will Probably Be Much Talked Of. But We Must Stem The Tide Of Idle Chatter, And Pour Into Our Wounded Bosoms The Soothing Balm Of Vengeance.