War's Legitimate Object Is More Perfect Peace.

You people of the South don't know what you are doing. This country will be drenched in blood, and God only knows how it will end. It is all folly, madness, a crime against civilization! You people speak so lightly of war; you don't know what you're talking about.

War is the remedy that our enemies have chosen, and I say let us give them all they want.

The carping and bickering of political factions in the nation's capital reminds me of two pelicans quarreling over a dead fish.

I beg to present you as a Christmas gift the city of Savannah.

War is at best barbarism.

I will accept no commission that would tend to create a rivalry with Grant. I want him to hold what he has earned and got. I have all the rank I want.