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As to war, I am and always was a great enemy, at the same time a w

As to war, I am and always was a great enemy, at the same time a warrior the greater part of my life and were I young again, should still be a warrior while ever this country should be invaded and I lived. – Daniel Morgan

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I believe in one God, the first and great cause of goodness. I also believe in Jesus Christ, the rebirth of the world. I also believe in the Holy Ghost, the comforter. – Daniel Morgan

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Where you have no religion, you are sure to have no government, for as religion disappears, anarchy takes place and fixes a compleat Hell on earth till religion returns. – Daniel Morgan

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For one thing, I dont think that anybody in any war thinks of themselves as a hero. – Steven Spielberg

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Theres nothing wrong with being a Conservative and coming up with a Conservative believe in foreign policy where we have a strong national defense and we dont go to war so carelessly. – Ron Paul

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I would not plan to base my campaign primarily on opposition to the war in the Persian Gulf. – George McGovern

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Nullification means insurrection and war and the other states have a right to put it down. – Andrew Jackson

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Before you love, learn to run through the snow leaving no footprint. – Turkish Proverb

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Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restored; dies before thy uncreating word: thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall; and universal darkness buries all. – Alexander Pope

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