You See What A Poor Sinner I

With All My Devotion To The Union, And The Feeling Of Loyalty And Duty Of An American Citizen, I Have Not Been Able To Make Up My Mind To Raise My Hand Against My Relative, My Children, My Home. I Have, Therefore, Resigned My Commission In The Army.

A Nation Which Does Not Remember What It Was Yesterday Does Not Know Where It Is Today.

No Blame Can Be Attached To The Army For Its Failure To Accomplish What Was Projected By Me... I Alone Am To Blame, In Perhaps Expecting Too Much Of Its Prowess And Valor... Could I Have Foreseen That The Attack On The Last Day Would Fail, I Should Certainly Have Tried Some Other Course... But I Do Not Know What Better Course I Could Have Pursued.

They Do Not Know What They Say. If It Came To A Conflict Of Arms, The War Will Last At Least Four Years. Northern Politicians Will Not Appreciate The Determination And Pluck Of The South, And Southern Politicians Do Not Appreciate The Numbers, Resources, And Patient Perseverance Of The North. Both Sides Forget That We Are All Americans. I Foresee That Our Country Will Pass Through A Terrible Ordeal, A Necessary Expiation, Perhaps, For Our National Sins.

Shake Off Those Gloomy Feelings. Drive Them Away. Fix Your Mind And Pleasures Upon What Is Before You.all Is Bright If You Will Think It So. All Is Happy If You Will Make It So. Do Not Dream. It Is Too Ideal, Too Imaginary. Dreaming By Day, I Mean. Live In The World You Inhabit. Look Upon Things As They Are. Take Them As You Find Them. Make The Best Of Them. Turn Them To Your Advantage.