When A Government Has Ceased To Protect

We View Ourselves On The Eve Of Battle. We Are Nerved For The Contest, And Must Conquer Or Perish. It Is Vain To Look For Present Aid: None Is At Hand. We Must Now Act Or Abandon All Hope! Rally To The Standard, And Be No Longer The Scoff Of Mercenary Tongues! Be Men, Be Free Men, That Your Children May Bless Their Father's Name.

It Is A Matter Of Great Satisfaction To Me To Hope That My Children Will Be In Circumstances To Receive A Good Education. Mine Was Defective And I Feel The Inconvenience, If Not The Misfortune Of Not Receiving A Classical Education. Knowledge Is The Food Of Genius, And My Son, Let No Opportunity Escape You To Treasure Up Knowledge.

Texas Is The Finest Portion Of The Globe That Has Ever Blessed My Vision!

I Beseech Those Whose Piety Will Permit Them Reverently To Petition, That They Will Pray For This Union, And Ask That He Who Buildeth Up And Pulleth Down Nations Will, The Mercy Preserve And Unite Us. For A Nation Divided Against Itself Cannot Stand. I Wish, If This Union Must Be Dissolved, That Its Ruins May Be The Monument Of My Grave, And The Graves Of My Family. I Wish No Epitaph To Be Written To Tell That I Survive The Ruin Of This Glorious Union.

I Love Texas Too Well To Bring Civil Strife And Bloodshed Upon Her.