We are all but instruments of God.
Shoot the brave officers, and the cowards will run away and take the men with them.
This army stays here until the last wounded man is removed. Before I leave them to the enemy, I will lose many more men.
I am more anxious than I can express that my men should be not only good soldiers of their country, but also good soldiers of the cross.
He is cautious. He ought to be. But he is NOT slow. Lee is a phenomenon. He is the only man whom I would follow blindfolded.
Sir! Men who desert their comrades in war deserve to be shot! And Officers who intrude for them deserve to be hung!
Press on, press on, men.
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.
My men have sometimes failed to take a position, but to defend one, never!