You cannot qualify war in harsher terms than I will. War is cruelty, and you cannot refine it; and those who brought war into our country deserve all the curses and maledictions a people can pour out. I know I had no hand in making this war, and I know I will make more sacrifices to-day than any of you to secure peace.

We can make war so terrible and make them so sick of war that generations pass away before they again appeal to it.

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

I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation. War is hell.

The only good Indian is a dead Indian

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

I see every chance of a long, confused and disorganizing civil war, and I feel no desire to take a hand therein.