...[We] must stop these swarms of Jews who are trading, bartering and robbing.

I confess, without shame, that I am sick and tired of fighting — its glory is all moonshine; even success the most brilliant is over dead and mangled bodies, with the anguish and lamentations of distant families, appealing to me for sons, husbands, and fathers ... it is only those who have never heard a shot, never heard the shriek and groans of the wounded and lacerated ... that cry aloud for more blood, more vengeance, more desolation.

You cannot qualify war in harsher terms than I will.

War is cruelty, and you cannot refine it.

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

Grant stood by me when I was crazy, and I stood by him when he was drunk, and now we stand by each other.

If forced to choose between the penitentiary and the White House for four years, I would say the penitentiary, thank you.