It was a very lonely spirit that looked out from underneath those shaggy brows and comprehended men without fully communing with them, as if in spite of all its genial efforts at comradeship, it dwelt apart, saw its visions of duty where no man looked on. – Woodrow Wilson
If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience. – Woodrow Wilson
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