“There never was a time when, in my opinion, some way could not be found to prevent the drawing of the sword.”

I can better trust those who helped to relieve the gloom of my dark hours than those who are so ready to enjoy with me the sunshine of my prosperity.

If men make war in slavish obedience to rules, they will fail.

I know only two tunes: one of them is ‘Yankee Doodle’, and the other isn’t.

I have made it a rule of my life to trust a man long after other people gave him up, but I don’t see how I can ever trust any human being again.

I have nothing to do with opinions. I deal only with armed rebellion and its aiders and abettors.

Labor disgraces no man; unfortunately, you occasionally find men who disgrace labor.

I propose to fight it out on this line if it takes all summer.

I would suggest the taxation of all property equally, whether church or corporation, exempting only the last resting place of the dead and possibly, with proper restrictions, church edifices.

Leave the matter of religion to the family altar, the church, and the private school, supported entirely by private contributions. Keep the church and state forever separate.

My failures have been errors in judgment, not of intent.

In every battle there comes a time when both sides consider themselves beaten, then he who continues the attack wins.

I appreciate the fact, and am proud of it, that the attentions I am receiving are intended more for our country than for me personally.

It was my fortune, or misfortune, to be called to the office of Chief Executive without any previous political training.

Declare Church and State forever separate and distinct, but each free within their proper spheres, and that all church property shall bear its own proportion of taxation.

I have never advocated war except as a means of peace.

I suffer the mortification of seeing myself attacked right and left by people at home professing patriotism and love of country who never heard the whistle of a hostile bullet.

It is not down in any map; true places never are.

There’s magic in the water that draws all men away form the land, that leads them over hills, down creeks and streams and rivers to the sea.

O’er Ocean, with a thousand masts, sails forth the stripling bold- One boat, hard rescued from the deep, draws into port the old!

May I stay soft and delicate in this world meant to draw out the brute in me.

What reason, like the careful ant, draws laboriously together, the wind of accident sometimes collects in a moment.

A good advertisement is one which sells the product without drawing attention to itself.

They looked great, you know the drawings of the guys playing looked great and bits of string around their necks. So it didn’t seem to be that difficult a thing to do, or that inaccessible.

It is with blows dealt by public contempt that a husband kills his wife in the nineteenth century; it is by shutting the doors ofall the drawing-rooms in her face.