We have fought this fight as long and as well as we know how. We have been defeated. There is now but one course to pursue. We must accept the situation.

A nation which does not remember what it was yesterday does not know where it is today.

Mr. Blair, I look upon secession as anarchy. If I owned the four millions of slaves in the South, I would sacrifice them all to the Union; but how can I draw my sword upon Virginia, my native State?

There are few, I believe, in this enlightened age, who will not acknowledge that slavery as an institution is a moral and political evil.

A land without memories is a people without liberty.

Remember, we are all one country now. Dismiss from your mind all sectional feeling, and bring them up to be Americans.

I have always observed that wherever you find the negro, everything is going down around him, and wherever you find the white man, you see everything around him improving.

I believe it to be the duty of everyone to unite in the restoration of the country and the reestablishment of peace and harmony.

The consolidation of the states into one vast empire, sure to be aggressive abroad and despotic at home, will be the certain precursor of ruin which has overwhelmed all that preceded it.

So far from engaging in a war to perpetuate slavery, I am rejoiced that slavery is abolished.

In all my perplexities and distresses, the Bible has never failed to give me light and strength.

Some say our national pastime is baseball. Not me. It's gossip

When millions of Americans are tightening their belts, folks have the right to expect their elected officials to do the same.

Edify a person in advance for the positive traits you want him or her to have, and you'll find them making a concerted effort to live up to your praise.

Have faith in God; God has faith in you.

I don't think anything can touch the expressive range of the guitar.

God is punishing me for my past wickedness by keeping me alive and in as much pain as he can.

Nature does not care that you are comfortable, only that you evolve.

I sit with my toes in a brook, And if any one axes forwhy? I hits them a rap with my crook, For 'tis sentiment does it, says I.

Peter Weir has just shrugged off an ankle injury

I still have highs and lows, maybe I don't cry salty tears as much.