I Am Not A Virginian, I Am

It Is In Vain, Sir, To Extenuate The Matter. Gentlemen May Cry, “peace! Peace!” — But There Is No Peace. The War Is Actually Begun! The Next Gale That Sweeps From The North Will Bring To Our Ears The Clash Of Resounding Arms! Our Brethren Are Already In The Field! Why Stand We Here Idle? What Is It That Gentlemen Wish? What Would They Have? Is Life So Dear, Or Peace So Sweet, As To Be Purchased At The Price Of Chains And Slavery? Forbid It, Almighty God! I Know Not What Course Others May Take; But As For Me, Give Me Liberty, Or Give Me Death!

The People Have A Right To Keep And Bear Arms.

The Battle, Sir, Is Not To The Strong Alone; It Is To The Vigilant, The Active, The Brave.

I Look On That Paper (the Constitution) As The Most Fatal Plan That Could Possibly Be Conceived To Enslave A Free People.

The Bible Is Worth All The Other Books Which Have Ever Been Printed.