I Would Give No Thought Of What

Let Me Tell You What Is Coming.... Your Fathers And Husbands, Your Sons And Brothers, Will Be Herded At The Point Of The Bayonet... You May, After The Sacrifice Of Countless Millions Of Treasure And Of Thousands Of Lives, As A Bare Possibility, Win Southern Independence...but I Doubt It.

Govern Wisely, And As Little As Possible

I Preferred Measuring Deer Tracks To Tape - That I Liked The Wild Liberty Of The Red Men Better Then The Tyranny Of My Brothers.

Texas Will Again Lift It's Head And Stand Among The Nations. It Ought To Do So, For No Country Upon The Globe Can Compare With It In Natural Advantages.

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.