We are all but instruments of God.

My religious belief teaches me to feel as safe in battle as in bed.

Let us go over, and sit in the shade of the trees.

I yield to no man in sympathy for the gallant men under my command; but I am obliged to sweat them tonight, so that I may save their blood tomorrow.

Duty is ours; consequences are God's.

Press on, press on, men.

The only winner today is big business.