But What A Cruel Thing Is War

To Be A Good Soldier, You Must Love The Army. To Be A Good Commander, You Must Be Willing To Order The Death Of The Thing You Love.

Sir, If You Ever Presume Again To Speak Disrespectfully Of General Grant In My Presence, Either You Or I Will Sever His Connection With This University.

The Enemy Never Sees The Backs Of My Texans!

My Experiences Of Men Has Neither Disposed Me To Think Worse Of Them Nor Be Indisposed To Serve Them: Nor, In Spite Of Failures Which I Lament, Of Errors Which I Now See And Acknowledge, Or The Present Aspect Of Affairs, Do I Despair Of The Future. The Truth Is This: The March Of Providence Is So Slow And Our Desires So Impatient; The Work Of Progress So Immense And Our Means Of Aiding It So Feeble; The Life Of Humanity Is So Long, That Of The Individual So Brief, That We Often See Only The Ebb Of The Advancing Wave And Are Thus Discouraged. It Is History That Teaches Us To Hope.

I Am As Willing To Serve Now As In The Beginning In Any Capacity And At Any Post Where I Can Do Good. The Lower The Position, The More Suitable To My Ability And The More Agreeable To My Feelings.