I Am Not A Virginian,

The Battle Is Not To The Strong Alone. It Is To The Vigilant, The Active, And The Brave. A Small, Disciplined Militia Can Not Only Hold Out Against A Larger Force, But Drive It Back, Because What They're Fighting For Rightfully Belongs To Them.

Bad Men Cannot Make Good Citizens. It Is When A People Forget God That Tyrants Forge Their Chains. A Vitiated State Of Morals, A Corrupted Public Conscience, Is Incompatible With Freedom. No Free Government, Or The Blessings Of Liberty, Can Be Preserved To Any People But By A Firm Adherence To Justice, Moderation, Temperance, Frugality, And Virtue; And By A Frequent Recurrence To Fundamental Principles.

Were My Soul Trembling On The Wing Of Eternity, Were This Hand Freezing To Death, Were My Voice Choking With The Last Struggle, I Would Still, With The Last Gasp Of That Voice, Implore You To Remember The Truth: God Has Given America To Be Free.

It Is Natural To Man To Indulge In The Illusion Of Hope. We Are Apt To Shut Our Eyes Against A Painful Truth, Till She Transforms Us Into Beasts.

Shall We Gather Strength By Irresolution And Inaction?