The bravest battle that ever was fought; Shall I tell you where and when? On the maps of the world you will find it not; It was fought by the mothers of men.

All you can hold in your cold dead hand is what you have given away.

The biggest dog has been a pup.

In men whom men condemn as ill I find so much of goodness still, In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot. I do not dare to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.