My God, Is It Possible That All

I Preferred Measuring Deer Tracks To Tape - That I Liked The Wild Liberty Of The Red Men Better Then The Tyranny Of My Brothers.

A Victim Of The Use Of Water As A Beverage.

All New States Are Invested, More Or Less, By A Class Of Noisy, Second-rate Men Who Are Always In Favor Of Rash And Extreme Measures, But Texas Was Absolutely Overrun By Such Men.

I Beseech Those Whose Piety Will Permit Them Reverently To Petition, That They Will Pray For This Union, And Ask That He Who Buildeth Up And Pulleth Down Nations Will, The Mercy Preserve And Unite Us. For A Nation Divided Against Itself Cannot Stand. I Wish, If This Union Must Be Dissolved, That Its Ruins May Be The Monument Of My Grave, And The Graves Of My Family. I Wish No Epitaph To Be Written To Tell That I Survive The Ruin Of This Glorious Union.

Texas Is The Finest Portion Of The Globe That Has Ever Blessed My Vision!