Religion Is In The Heart, Not In

What A Fine-looking Thing Is War! Yet, Dress It As We May, Dress And Feather It, Daub It With Gold, Huzza It, And Sing Swaggering Songs About It,--what Is It, Nine Times Out Of Ten, But Murder In Uniform!

Some Of 'em [virtues] Like Extinct Volcanoes, With A Strong Memory Or Fire And Brimstone.

The Blackest Of Fluid Is Used As An Agent To Enlighten The World.

A Man, So To Speak, Who Is Not Able To Bow To His Own Conscience Every Morning Is Hardly In A Condition To Respectfully Salute The World At Any Other Time Of The Day.

Intemperance Is The Epitome Of Every Crime, The Cause Of Every Kind Of Misery.