ThursdayJan 01, 2026
Quotes: 53419 Authors: 9969
Fame lulls the fever of the soul, and makes Us feel that we have grasped an immortality.
Men lie, who lack courage to tell truth - the cowards!
I hear the hoarse-voiced cannon roar, the red-mouthed orators of war.
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.
Under the storm and the cloud today, And today the hard peril and pain - tomorrow the stone shall be rolled away, for the sunshine shall follow the rain.
Death is delightful. Death is dawn, The waking from a weary night Of fevers unto truth and light.
The world has cried for a thousand years; But to him who tries and fails and dies, I give great honor and glory and tears.
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.
Oregon proper is a sort of nut a nut with a sweet, rich kernel, but also with a bitter bark and rind-through which you have to gnaw in order to reach the kernel. Portland is the bark or rind. The rich heart of the richest young State in the Union lies n
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