Grass is the forgiveness of nature-her constant benediction. Fields trampled with battle, saturated with blood, torn with the ruts of cannon, grow green again with grass and carnage is forgotten. Streets abandoned by traffic become grass-grown, like rural lanes and… — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave. — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
Ad astra per aspera. Translated: "to the stars through difficulties". — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
Pennsylvania, the state that has produced two great men: Benjamin Franklin of Massachusetts, and Albert Gallatin of Switzerland. — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of… — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
I knock unbidden once at every gate-- If sleeping, wake--if feasting, rise before I turn away--it is the hour of fate, And they who… — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
Every man is the center of a circle, whose fatal circumference he can not pass. — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction. Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal...Its tenacious fibers hold the… — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
I think some orator commenting upon that fate said that though the winds of heaven might whistle around an Englishman's cottage, the King of… — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
Grass is the forgiveness of nature-her constant benediction. Fields trampled with battle, saturated with blood, torn with the ruts of cannon, grow green again… — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
Delaware: a state that has three counties when the tide is out, and two when it is in. — John James Ingalls Copy Share Image
