The World Is Not Made For The

There Is Very Little Moral Mixture In The 'antislavery' Feeling Of This Country. A Great Deal Is Abstract Philanthropy; Part Is Hatred Of Slaveholders; A Great Part Is Jealousy For White Labor, Very Little Is Consciousness Of Wrong Done And The Wish To Right It.

Every Great Crisis Of Human History Is A Pass Of Thermopylae, And There Is Always A Leonidas And His Three Hundred To Die In It, If They Can Not Conquer.

Our Common Liberty Is Consecrated By A Common Sorrow.

A Man's Country Is Not A Certain Area Of Land, Of Mountains, Rivers, And Woods, But It Is A Principle: And Patriotism Is Loyalty To That Principle. In Poetic Minds And In Popular Enthusiasm This Feeling Becomes Closely Associated With The Soil And The Symbols Of The Country. But The Secret Sanctification Of The Soil And The Symbol Is The Idea Which They Represent, And This Idea The Patriot Worships Through The Name And The Symbol, As A Lover Kisses With Rapture The Glove Of His Mistress And Wears A Lock Of Her Hair Upon His Heart.

The Big Mistake That Men Make Is That When They Turn Thirteen Or Fourteen And All Of A Sudden They've Reached Puberty, They Believe That They Like Women. Actually, You're Just Horny. It Doesn't Mean You Like Women Any More At Twenty-one Than You Did At Ten.