“In our Country… one class of men makes war and leaves another to fight it out.”

My aim then was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us.

You may as well say, ‘That’s a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.

If nominated, I will not run; if elected, I will not serve.

If you don’t have my army supplied, and keep it supplied, we’ll eat your mules up, sir.

My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us.

Courage – a perfect sensibility of the measure of danger, and a mental willingness to endure it.

If the people raise a great howl against my barbarity and cruelty.

Grant stood by me when I was crazy, and I stood by him when he was drunk, and now we stand by each other.

There will soon come an armed contest between capital and labor. They will oppose each other, not with words and arguments, but with shot and shell, gun-powder and cannon.

If people don’t like my opinions, it makes little difference as I don’t solicit their opinions or votes.

There is many a boy here today who looks on war as all glory, but, boys, it is all hell.

If forced to choose between the penitentiary and the White House for four years, I would say the penitentiary, thank you.

War is hell.

A battery of field artillery is worth a thousand muskets.

I intend to make Georgia howl.

I beg to present you as a Christmas gift the city of Savannah.

One way or another we are living the stories planted in us early or along the way, or we are also living the stories we planted – knowingly or unknowingly – in ourselves. We live stories that either give our lives meaning or negate it with meaninglessness. If we change the stories we live by, quite possibly we change our lives.’

I don’t want to play out of another man’s bag.

I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is ground Upon my flesh t’inflict another wound. Yet dare I not complain, or wish for death With holy Paul; lest it be thought the breath Of discontent; or that these prayers be For weariness of life, not love of thee.

And culture is – each of us – is like one pearl added to another to make a chain. We each contribute to the other. And that’s all right. But once you’re on your own, do that which comes from within. And I feel this very strongly.

There is no one, says another, whom fortune does not visit once in his life; but when she does not find him ready to receive her, she walks in at the door, and flies out at the window.

I listened, vaguely knowing now that I had committed some awful wrong that I could not undo, that I had uttered words I could not recall even though I ached to nullify them.

The greatest act of faith we are capable of is that of loving another more than we love ourselves, and occasionally we can be quite good at it.

Thomas Jefferson-another gorgeous white boy who would not have been interested in me. This was my problem in a nutshell. To get some play in Charlottesville, you had to be either a Martha Jefferson or a Sally Hemings.