Quotes of John J. Ingalls - somelinesforyou

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave. ”

- John J. Ingalls

“ Grass is the forgiveness of nature - her constant benediction… Forests decay, harvests perish, flowers vanish, but grass is immortal. ”

- John J. Ingalls
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