And Mrs. Prentice says that, like her husband, I’m a burned out old shell of a man who cannot even remember what it’s like to love a woman the way her son loves my daughter. And strange as it seems, that’s the first statement made to me all day with which I am prepared to take issue. Because I think you’re wrong. You’re as wrong as you can be.
Do you remember what made the biggest impression on that audience in Wichita? It was when you said the real wealth of the world is not in coal or iron or bank accounts.