Grant stood by me when I was crazy, and I stood by him when he was drunk, and now we stand by each other.

It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, more vengeance, more desolation. War is hell.

These men flocked to the plains, and were rather stimulated than retarded by the danger of an Indian war. This was another potent agency in producing the result we enjoy to-day, in having in so short a time replaced the wild buffaloes by more numerous herds of tame cattle, and by substituting for the useless Indians the intelligent owners of productive farms and cattle-ranches.

(Courage) a perfect sensibility of the measure of danger and a mental willingness to endure it.

There is many a boy here today who looks on war as all glory but boys it is all hell.