Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter

Judge us not equally, Abraham. We may all deserve hell, but some of us deserve it sooner than others

There are but two types of men who desire war: those who haven’t the slightest intention of fighting it themselves, and those who haven’t the slightest idea what it is. … Any man who has seen the face of death knows better than to seek him out a second time.

Without death,' he answered, 'life is meaningless. It is a story that can never be told. A song that can never be sung. For how would one finish it?

The day Henry made a choice... that some men are just too interesting to die.

Living men are bound by time... Thus, their lives have an urgency. This gives them ambition. Makes them choose those things that are most important, cling more tightly to that which they hold dear. Their lives have seasons, and rites of passage, and consequences. And ultimately, an end. But what of a life with no urgency? What then of ambition? What then of love?

I fear that a life of death has made me numb to both.

Real power comes not from hate, but from truth.

The more precious His gift, the more anxious God for its return.

Most men have no purpose but to exist, Abraham; to pass quietly through history as minor characters upon a stage they cannot even see

But I am happy. And happiness, I have decided, is a noble ambition.

So long as this country is cursed with slavery, so too will it be cursed with vampires.

Contrary to his infallibly "honest" image, Abe wasn't above lying so long as it served a noble purpose.

…Abe didn’t say a word. He made straight for his journal and wrote down a single sentence. One that would radically alter the course of his life, and bring a fledgeling nation to the brink of collapse. I hereby resolve to kill every vampire in America.

Abraham," he said. "I'm pleased to see you alive, old friend." "And I to see you dead.

However, it has long been said that "my enemy's enemy is my friend.

I leave you, hoping that the lamp of liberty will burn in your bosoms until there shall no longer be a doubt that all mean are created free and equal.

The true roll in determing to embrace or reject anything is not whether it have any evil in it but whether it have more of evil than of good. There are few things wholly evil or wholly good.

You speak of eternal life. You speak of indulging the mind and body,” said Abe. “But what of the soul?” “And what use is a soul to a creature that shall never die?” Abe couldn’t help but smile. Here was a strange little man with a strange way of seeing things. Only the second living man he’d ever met who knew the truth of vampires. He drank to excess and spoke in an irritating, high-​pitched voice. It was hard not to like him. “I begin to suspect,” said Abe, “that you would like to be one of them.” Poe laughed at the suggestion. “Is not our existence long and miserable enough?” he asked, laughing. “Who in God’s name would seek to prolong it?

Without death, life is meaningless. It is a story that can never be told.A song that can never be sung. For how would one finish? - Henry, Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter

I wouldn't back away from what's right just because it's hard.

Your quarrel is with God. I merely wish to offer Him the opportunity to judge you.

some men are just too interesting to die

This is one hell of a suicide note. THE SUICIDE SOLILOQUY- Yes! I've resolved the deed to do, And this the place to do it; The heart I'll rush a dagger through Though I in hell should rue it! Sweet steel! Come forth from out your sheath, And glist'ning, speak your powers; Rip up the organs of my breath, And draw my blood in showers! I strike! It quivers in that heart Which drives me to this end; I draw and kiss the bloody dart, My last-my only friend!

And I like a mouse who has taken a cat for its tutor.

I think common-looking people are the best in the world. That's why the Lord makes so many of them.

‎And when this intoxication has worn away... when every desire is fulfilled and every language learned- when there are no more distant cities to explore; no classics to be studied; not another coin to be stuffed in to one's coffers- what then? One can have all the comforts of the world, but what use are they if there is no comfort in them?

My men have suffered greatly (from boredom), much blood has been shed (by mosquitoes), and I have swung my ax mightily (chopping firewood). Surely we have earned our place in the annals of history—for never has there been so little war in a war.

Her only fault is that she lacks sense enough to avoid falling in love with such a fool as I!