Future years will never know the seething hell and the black infernal background, the countless minor scenes and interiors of the secession war; and it is best they should not. The real war will never get in the books.

I am satisfied ... I see, dance, laugh, sing.

Other lands have their vitality in a few, a class, but we have it in the bulk of our people.

I am as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best.

I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contained between my hat and my boots.

What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.

Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us.