Although our great man at the head of the nation, has changed his course, I will not change mine.

Since you have chosen to elect a man with a timber toe to succeed me, you may all go to hell and I will go to Texas.

I would rather be beaten, and be a man, than to be elected and be a little puppy dog.

Look at my arms, you will find no party hand-cuff on them.

You may all go to Hell, and I will go to Texas

I have acted fearless and independent and I never will regret my course. I would rather be politically buried that to be hypocritically immortalized.