The Biggest Mistake Of My Life Was

I Am Now Considered Such A Monster, That I Hesitate To Darken With My Shadow, The Doors Of Those I Love, Lest I Should Bring Upon Them Misfortune.

No Blame Can Be Attached To The Army For Its Failure To Accomplish What Was Projected By Me... I Alone Am To Blame, In Perhaps Expecting Too Much Of Its Prowess And Valor... Could I Have Foreseen That The Attack On The Last Day Would Fail, I Should Certainly Have Tried Some Other Course... But I Do Not Know What Better Course I Could Have Pursued.

The Gentleman Does Not Needlessly And Unnecessarily Remind An Offender Of A Wrong He May Have Committed Against Him. He Cannot Only Forgive, He Can Forget; And He Strives For That Nobleness Of Self And Mildness Of Character Which Impart Sufficient Strength To Let The Past Be But The Past. A True Man Of Honor Feels Humbled Himself When He Cannot Help Humbling Others.

But What A Cruel Thing Is War To Separate And Destroy Families And Friends.

I Have Always Observed That Wherever You Find The Negro, Everything Is Going Down Around Him, And Wherever You Find The White Man, You See Everything Around Him Improving.