Madam, if your son were to come home and try to shirk duty, you ought to shut your door in his face and treat him as a renegade unworthy of your name or regard.

We are all but instruments of God.

I am more afraid of King Alcohol than of all the bullets of the enemy.

I want my army to be an army of the living God.

You may be whatever you resolve to be.

Who could not conquer with such troops as these?

Never take counsel of your fears.