Abraham Lincoln

A rose without thorns is like love without heartbreak; it doesn't make sense.

A rose without thorns is like love without heartbreak; it doesn't make sense.

Worse than traitors in arms are the men who pretend loyalty to the flag, feast and fatten on the misfortunes read more

Worse than traitors in arms are the men who pretend loyalty to the flag, feast and fatten on the misfortunes of the Nation while patriotic blood is crimsoning the plains of the South and their countrymen moldering the dust.

I want it said of me by those who knew me best, that I always plucked a thistle and planted read more

I want it said of me by those who knew me best, that I always plucked a thistle and planted a flower where I thought a flower would grow.

We know nothing of what will happen in future, but by the analogy of experience.

We know nothing of what will happen in future, but by the analogy of experience.

For people who like that kind of a book that is the kind of book they will like

For people who like that kind of a book that is the kind of book they will like