I sincerely wish war was a pleasanter and easier business than it is, but it does not admit of holidays.

If elected I shall be thankful; if not, it will be all the same.

I think that God means that we shall do more than we have yet done in furtherance of his plans and he will open the way for our doing it.

Seriously, I do not think I am fit for the Presidency.

Glory to God in the highest, Ohio has saved the Nation.

The evacuation of Petersburg and Richmond, and the surrender of the principal insurgent army, give hope of a righteous and speedy peace whose joyous expression can not be restrained. In the midst of this, however, He, from Whom all blessings flow, must not be forgotten. A call for a national thanksgiving is being prepared, and will be duly promulgated.

The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battle-field, and patriot grave, to every living heart and hearth-stone, all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature. --as quoted in THE RIVER OF WINGED DREAMS