We're the party that wants to see an America in which people can still get rich.
He serves his party best who serves the country best.
Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time.
All humanity is passion; without passion, religion, history, novels, art would be ineffectual.
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.
Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past so long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.
Endurance is the crowning quality, And patience all the passion of great hearts.
Our ships were British oak, And hearts of oak our men.
Again to the battle, Achaians! Our hearts bid the tyrants defiance! Our land, the first garden of liberty's tree-- It has been, and shall yet be, the land of the free.
We join ourselves to no party that does not carry the flag and I keep step to the music of the Union.
He serves his party best who serves the country best.
One flag, one land, one heart, one hand, One Nation evermore! - Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.,
The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.
The whole earth is the brave man's country. [Lat., Omne solum forti patria est.]
There are no points of the compass on the chart of true patriotism.
Our country--whether bounded by the St. John's and the Sabine, or however otherwise bounded or described, and be the measurements more or less;--still our country, to be cherished in all our hearts, and to be defended by all our hands.
Our land is the dearer of our sacrifices. The blood of our martyrs sanctifies and enriches it. Their spirit passes into thousands of hearts. How costly is the progress of the race. It is only by the giving of life that we can have life.
Iraq is an unjust war. (spoken on the Diane Rehm Show twice.. stated in articles written for NY Times.. printed in USA Today).
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.
And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
Peace originates with the flow of things â its heart is like the movement of the wind and waves. The Way is like the veins that circulate blood through our bodies, following the natural flow of the life force. If you are separated in the slightest from that divine essence, you are far off the path.