I Find I Like It Too Much.

Do Your Duty And Leave The Rest To Providence.

Through Life Let Your Principal Object Be The Discharge Of Duty.

Under Divine Blessing, We Must Rely On The Bayonet When Firearms Cannot Be Furnished

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.

We Are All But Instruments Of God.