All This Has Been My Fault.

What A Cruel Thing Is War: To Separate And Destroy Families And Friends, And Mar The Purest Joys And Happiness God Has Granted Us In This World; To Fill Our Hearts With Hatred Instead Of Love For Our Neighbors, And To Devastate The Fair Face Of This Beautiful World.

Ideas Are Easy To Conceive, Less Easy To Execute.

Our Country Demands All Our Strength, All Our Energies. To Resist The Powerful Combination Now Forming Against Us Will Require Every Man At His Place. If Victorious, We Will Have Everything To Hope For In The Future. If Defeated, Nothing Will Be Left For Us To Live For.

We Must...submit Ourselves In Adversity To The Will Of A Merciful God As Cheerfully As In Prosperity.

I Would Rather Die A Thousand Deaths Than Surrender.