November 30, 2001
Always do right. This will gratify some people, and astonish the
November 29, 2001
Work is and always has been my salvation and I thank the Lord for it.
November 28, 2001
your hearts for Death’s cold hand! prepare / Your souls for flight, your bodies for the earth; / Prepare your arms for
glorious victory; / Prepare your eyes to meet a holy God! / Prepare, prepare!
an open palm spread frank before the sky.
November 26, 2001
Religion without humanity is a poor
November 25, 2001
I would as soon leave my son a curse as the almighty dollar.
November 24, 2001
a very rough-and-ready basis we might define an eccentric as a man who is a law unto himself, and a crank as one who, having
determined what the law is, insists on laying it down to others.
the earth befalls the sons of the earth. Man did not weave the web of life: he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does
to the web, he does to himself.
November 22, 2001
The reins of government have been so long slackened, that I fear
the people will not quietly submit to those restraints which are necessary for the peace and security of the community.
November 21, 2001
must cultivate our own garden…. When man was put in the garden of Eden he was put there so that he should work, which
proves that man was not born to rest.
November 20, 2001
Ultimately, America’s answer to the intolerant man is diversity,
the very diversity which our heritage of religious freedom has inspired.
—Robert F. Kennedy
The sin of
slavery is one of which it may be said that without the shedding of blood there is no remission.
November 18, 2001
think a future flight should include a poet, a priest and a philosopher … we might get a much better idea of what we
November 17, 2001
So you need hardly spell me how every word will be bound over to carry three score
and ten toptypsical readings throughout the book of Doublends Jined.
War is regarded
as nothing but the continuation of state policy with other means.
—Karl von Clausewitz
heart, O heart of iron, / iron is iron till it is rust. / There never was a war that was / not inward; I must / fight till
I have conquered in myself what / causes war, but I would not believe it.
The hero was
distinguished by his achievement; the celebrity by his image or trademark. The hero created himself; the celebrity is created
by the media. The hero was a big man; the celebrity is a big name.
—Daniel J. Boorstin
He is a friend
of all just men and a lover of the right; and he knows more than how to talk about the right—he knows how to set it
forward in the face of its enemies.
—Woodrow Wilson (On appointment of Louis D. Brandeis to the
November 12, 2001
history of the past is but one long struggle upward to equality.
—Elizabeth Cady Stanton
give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That’s why Americans have never lost—and will never lose—a
war, because the very thought of losing is hateful to Americans.
—Francis Ford Coppola
It breaks his
heart that kings must murder still, / That all his hours of travail here for men / Seem yet in vain. And who will bring white
peace / That he may sleep upon his hill again?
November 9, 2001
The permanence of all books
is fixed by no effort friendly or hostile, but by their own specific gravity, or the intrinsic importance of their contents
to the constant mind of man.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson
November 8, 2001
What most people don’t seem to realize is that there is
just as much money to be made out of the wreckage of a civilization as from the upbuilding of one.
November 7, 2001
is contagious. When a brave man takes a stand, the spines of others are often stiffened.
the city its tidal restlessness; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion.
November 5, 2001
great changes occur in history, when great principles are involved, as a rule the majority are wrong.
November 4, 2001
can’t say that civilization don’t advance … for in every war they kill you a new way.
November 3, 2001
melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, / Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sear.
November 2, 2001
is in every American, I think, something of the old Daniel Boone—who, when he could see the smoke from another chimney,
felt himself too crowded and moved further out into the wilderness.
“But I like
it / Because it is bitter, / And because it is my heart.”