Better than honor and glory, and History's iron pen, Was the thought of duty done and the love of his fellow-men.
I have never been able to think of the day as one of mourning; I have never quite been able to feel that half-masted flags were appropriate on Decoration Day. I have rather felt that the flag should be at the peak, because those whose dying we commemorate rejoiced in seeing it where their valor placed it. We honor them in a joyous, thankful, triumphant commemoration of what they did.
Knights of the spirit; warriors in the cause Of justice absolute 'twixt man and man.
I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.
Life hangs as nothing in the scale against dear Liberty!
You and I have a rendezvous with destiny. We will preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on earth, or we will sentence them to take the first step into a thousand years of darkness. If we fail, at least let our children and our children’s children say of us we justified our brief moment here. We did all that could be done.
Chance has never yet satisfied the hope of a suffering people.
Aspire rather to be a hero than merely appear one.
Their silent wounds have speech More eloquent than men; Their tones can deeper reach Than human voice or pen.
Anyone who does anything to help a child in his life is a hero to me.
Today we did what we had to do. They counted on America to be passive. They counted wrong.
But fame is theirs - and future days On pillar'd brass shall tell their praise; Shall tell - when cold neglect is dead - "These for their country fought and bled."
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger.
Freedom lies in being bold.
All gave some, Some gave all.
Chance has never yet satisfied the hope of a suffering people. Action, self-reliance, the vision of self and the future have been the only means by which the oppressed have seen and realized the light of their own freedom.
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall with our English dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility.
Then imitate the action of the tiger; stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.
They saw their injured country's woe; The flaming town, the wasted field; Then rushed to meet the insulting foe; They took the spear, - but left the shield.
Valor grows by daring, fear by holding back.
Their own souls rose and cried Alarum when they heard the sudden wail Of stricken freedom and along the gale Saw her eternal banner quivering wide.
If we love our country, we should also love our countrymen.
People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.
Our goal is peace. We can gain that peace by strengthening our alliances, by speaking candidly about the dangers before us, by assuring potential adversaries of our seriousness, by actively pursuing every chance of honest and fruitful negotiation.
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