Oh! don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt, Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown, Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile, And trembled with fear at your frown?

But the freedom that they fought for, and the country grand they wrought for, Is their monument to-day, and for aye.

When greater perils men inviron, Then women show a front of iron; And, gentle in their manner, they Do bold things in a quiet way.

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I was born tomorrowtoday I liveyesterday killed me

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

I admire hard-bitten, wisecracking realism of Ida Lupino and the film noir heroines. I'm sick of simpering white girls with their princess fantasies.

And what is the greatest number? Number one.

We view our Nation's strength and security as a trust, upon which rests the hope of free men everywhere.

Graveyards are filled with books that were never written, songs that were never sung, words that were never spoken, things that were never done.

Sometimes I take a temperature of things just because everyone else does. Especially when I'm doing a play. I want to know what people are thinking, positive or negative.

When you feed the big dog, it does whatever you tell him to do.

I speak my mind. That's what we loved Tupac for.