I am like a man so busy in letting rooms in one end of his house, that he can't stop to put out the fire that is burning the other.
Abraham LincolnRead
Among the friends of Union, there is great diversity of sentiment and of policy in regard to slavery and the African race among us.
Interpretation
Lincoln acknowledges differing views on slavery and race among his supporters.
In this quote, Abraham Lincoln reflects on the varied opinions and policies held by those who support the Union during the Civil War. He highlights the complexity of the issue of slavery and race, suggesting that even within a shared goal, there exists a significant diversity of thought and sentiment regarding these pressing moral and social issues.
In practice
In a debate about historical perspectives on race, this quote by Lincoln can illustrate the complexity of views.
I am like a man so busy in letting rooms in one end of his house, that he can't stop to put out the fire that is burning the other.
Sir, my concern is not whether God is on our side; my greatest concern is to be on God's side, for God is always right.
Give me six hours to chop down a tree and I will spend the first four sharpening the axe.
How many legs does a dog have if you call the tail a leg? Four. Calling a tail a leg doesn't make it a leg.
For it has been said, all that a man hath will he give for his life; and while all contribute of their substance the soldier puts his life at stake, and often yields it up in his country's cause. The highest merit, then is due to the soldier.
And having thus chosen our course, without guile, and with pure purpose, let us renew our trust in God, and go forward without fear, and with manly hearts.
Through endless night the earth whirls toward a creation unknown.
I do not want to foresee the future. I am concerned with taking care of the present. God has given me no control over the moment following.
Standing armies shall in time be totally abolished.
And then what?" said her daemon sleepily. "Build what?" "The Republic of Heaven," said Lyra.
There is nothing absolute and final. If everything were ironclad, all the rules absolute and everything structured so no paradox or irony existed, you couldn't move. One could say that man sneaks through the crack where paradox exists.
Even if you walk exactly the same route each time - as with a sonnet - the events along the route cannot be imagined to be the same from day to day, as the poet's health, sight, his anticipations, moods, fears, thoughts cannot be the same.
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