"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.”
Abraham Lincoln said this. I wanted to put this on here so I had a convinent place to look at it when I wanted to. I have much on my mind, and at the moment I would very much like to be swayed by the better angels of my nature.
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