Wars Are Not All Evil, They Are

But, My Dear Sirs, When Peace Does Come, You May Call On Me For Any Thing. Then Will I Share With You The Last Cracker, And Watch With You To Shield Your Homes And Families Against Danger From Every Quarter.

An Army To Be Useful Must Be A Unit, And Out Of This Has Grown The Saying, Attributed To Napoleon, But Doubtless Spoken Before The Days Of Alexander, That An Army With An Inefficient Commander Was Better Than One With Two Able Heads.

This War Differs From Other Wars, In This Particular. We Are Not Fighting Armies But A Hostile People, And Must Make Old And Young, Rich And Poor, Feel The Hard Hand Of War.

Hold The Fort! I Am Coming!

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.