“The poet called Miss Liberty's torch 'the lamp beside the golden
door.' Well, that was the entrance to America, and it still is. And now
you really know why we're here tonight. The glistening hope of that lamp
is still ours. Every promise, every opportunity, is still golden in
this land. And through that golden door our children can walk into
tomorrow with the knowledge that no one can be denied the promise that
is America. Her heart is full; her torch is still golden, her future
bright. She has arms big enough to comfort and strong enough to support,
for the strength in her arms is the strength of her people. She will
carry on… unafraid, unashamed, and unsurpassed. In this springtime of
hope, some lights seem eternal; America's is.”
“I've noticed that everybody that is for abortion has already been born.”
“Trust everybody in the game but always cut the cards”
“There is no limit to what a man can do or where he can go if he doesn't mind who gets the credit.”
“There is no S in freedom.”
“Vietnam was a noble cause imperfectly pursued”
“I've noticed that everybody that is for abortion has already been born.”
“Trust everybody in the game but always cut the cards”
“There is no limit to what a man can do or where he can go if he doesn't mind who gets the credit.”
“There is no S in freedom.”
“Vietnam was a noble cause imperfectly pursued”
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