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Abortion is advocated only by persons who have themselves been born.
Ronald Reagan

XII



When I do count the clock that tells the time,

And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;

When I behold the violet past prime,

And sable curls, all silvered o\'er with white; 

When lofty trees I see barren of leaves,

Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,

And summer\'s green all girded up in sheaves,

Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,

Then of thy beauty do I question make,

That thou among the wastes of time must go,

Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake

And die as fast as they see others grow;

  And nothing \'gainst Time\'s scythe can make defence

  Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.

 	--William Shakespeare

Founding Fathers Quotes

Eloquence has been defined to be the art of persuasion. If it included persuasion by convincing, Mr. Madison was the most
eloquent man I ever heard.
Patrick Henry, on James Madison, November 12, 1790

XCIX



The forward violet thus did I chide:

Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells,

If not from my love\'s breath? The purple pride

Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells

In my love\'s veins thou hast too grossly dy\'d.

The lily I condemned for thy hand,

And buds of marjoram had stol\'n thy hair;

The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,

One blushing shame, another white despair;

A third, nor red nor white, had stol\'n of both,

And to his robbery had annex\'d thy breath;

But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth 

A vengeful canker eat him up to death.

  More flowers I noted, yet I none could see,

  But sweet, or colour it had stol\'n from thee.

 	--William Shakespeare