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You have lost a child, a dear, dear child. I have lost the only earthly object of my affection.... I have now one request to make,... deny me not. Afford me the melancholy pleasure of seeing her body before internment.
— James Buchanan
politician, diplomat, lawyer, statesperson
1791 – 1868
You have lost a child, a dear, dear child. I have lost the only earthly object of my affection.... I have now one request to make,... deny me not. Afford me the melancholy pleasure of seeing her body before internment.
I shall not again be a candidate for the Presidency...I shall be 65 on the 23rd April next, and I had determined upon my line of life from the remnant of days with which a kind Providence might bless me, discarding every idea of the Presidency...I can now leave public life, I trust, with credit. Should I become President, the case may be very different, after I shall have worn myself out with the toil and anxiety of the office.
I am the last President of the United States!
Sir, if you are as happy in entering the White House as I shall feel on returning to Wheatland, you are a happy man indeed.
Liberty must be allowed to work out its natural results; and these will, ere long, astonish the world.
What is right and what is practicable are two different things.
The test of leadership is not to put greatness into humanity, but to elicit it, for the greatness is already there.
