In my newest novel, “Impending Love and Madness” Zach Ravenswood and Cassandra Beecher attend a play “Our American Cousin” at Ford’s Theater on April 14, 1865, and witness the assassination of Abraham Lincoln. They memorize some of his speeches.
These words are from his Second Inaugural Address on March 4, 1865:
“With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation’s wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and his orphan, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations.”
These words are from a debate between Lincoln and Sen. Stephen Douglas in 1858:
“It is the eternal struggle between these two principles—right and wrong—throughout the world. They are the two principles that have stood face to face from the beginning of time and will ever continue to struggle. The one is the common right of humanity, and the other the divine right of kings. It is the same principle in whatever shape it develops itself. It is the same spirit that says, “You toil and wok and earn bread, and I will eat it.” No matter in what shape it comes, whether from the mouth of a king who seeks to bestride the people of his own nation and live from the fruit of their labor, or from one race of men as an apology for enslaving another race, it is the same tyrannical principle.”
I am working on my fourth book in the Impending Love series which begins at the Battle of Gettysburg. One of my characters is killed at Culp’s Hill and another is wounded in the cemetery. The words are as powerful today as they were in
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
November 19, 1863
Logan Pierce meets the clumsy and dangerous Jem Collins when she nearly runs him over with her buggy in “Impending Love and Death” the second book in the Impending Love series published by The Wild Rose Press. Buy a copy of “Impending Love and War” at http://goo.gl/CFQBd1 and read it before book two is released Nov. 18, 2015.
Excerpt from “Impending Love and Death”:
“I arrived on the train.”
She stared at his dirty clothes. “In the livestock car?”
The woman was oblivious to her role in his dishevelment, but he was a diplomat. He changed his tone to astonishment. “Can you believe someone nearly ran me over in the middle of the street? A reckless driver behind a black gelding with three white stockings.” His hand brushed the dust from his clothes, allowing her time to comprehend his implication.
She looked at her horse, a perfect match for his description. “I didn’t see anyone in the street.”
“I was the fellow hugging the ground.” He put his hat on. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have business to take care of before someone else makes an attempt on my life.”
“When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems as though you could not hold on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.” – Harriet Beecher Stowe
“Discourage litigation. Persuade your neighbors to compromise whenever you can. As a peacemaker a lawyer has a superior opportunity of being a good man. There will still be business enough.” – Abraham Lincoln
“There is no freedom on earth or in any star for those who deny freedom to others.” – Elbert Hubbard, 1859-1915
“Everyone is a moon and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.” – Mark Twain
Man without woman would be as stupid a game as playing checkers alone.
Josh Billings, 1818-1885
The greatest test of courage on the earth is to bear defeat without losing heart.
Robert G. Ingersoll, 1833-1899
Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilized by education; they grow there, firm as weeds among stones.
Charlotte Bronte, 1816-1855
I have always thought that all men should be free; but if any should be slaves, it should be first those who desire it for themselves, and secondly those who desire it for others. Whenever I hear anyone arguing for slavery, I feel a strong impulse to see it tried on him personally.
Abraham Lincoln, 1809-1865 Address to an Indiana Regimen on March 17, 1865
TO A LADY ASKING HIM HOW LONG HE WOULD LOVER HER
It is not, Celia, in our power
To say how long our love will last;
It may be we within this hour
May lose those joys we now do taste:
The Blessed, that immortal be,
From change in love are only free.
Then since we mortal lovers are,
Ask not how long our love will last;
But while it does, let us take care
Each minute be with pleasure passed:
Were it not madness to deny
To live because we’re sure to die?
George Etherege, 1635-1691
Writing a book is an adventure. To begin with, it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster, and fling him to the public.
Sir Winston Churchill, 1874-1965
That is a good book, it seems to me, which is opened with expectation and closed with profit.
Louisa M. Alcott, 1832-1888
When I am dead, I hope it may be said: “His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.”
A little library, growing larger every year, is an honorable part of a man’s possessions. A library is not a luxury. It is one of the necessities of a full life.
Henry Ward Beecher, 1813-1887
“There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.” – W. Somerset Maugham (1874-1965)
“The best part of the fiction in many novels is the notice that the characters are purely imaginary.” – Franklin P. Adams (1881-1960)
“Very few things happen at the right time and the rest do not happen at all. The conscientious historian will correct these defects.” – Herodotus (484-425 B.C.)
“If you can’t annoy somebody, there is little point in writing.” – Kingsley Amis
“In Ireland, a writer is looked upon as a failed conversationalist.” – unkown
“Writing is a profession in which you have to keep proving your talent to people who have none.” – Jules Renard (1864-1910)
“The only reason for being a professional writer is that you can’t help it.” – Leo Rosten
“A blank page is God’s way of showing you how hard it is to be God.” – unkown