But the cause for which we fought was higher; our thought wider... That thought was our power.

The power of noble deeds is to be preserved and passed on to the future.

I never could be a partisan leader - a man of one idea.

The inspiration of a noble cause enables men to do things they did not dream themselves capable of before

We pass now quickly from each other's sight; but I know full well that where beyond these passing scenes you shall be, there will be Heaven.

We know not of the future and cannot plan for it much.

The pageant has passed. That day is over. But we linger, loath to think we shall see them no more together - these men, these horses, these colors afield.

I know in whom all my highest hopes and dearest joys are centered. I know in whom my whole heart can rest — so sweetly and so surely.

The word was enough. It ran like fire along the line, from man to man, and rose into a shout, with which they sprang forward upon the enemy, now not 30 yards away.

A radiant fellowship of the fallen.

I am not of Virginia blood; she is of mine.

I'm left staring up at the night sky the only roof left because to many memories are drowning me.

A man has to have goals - for a day, for a lifetime - and that was mine, to have people say, 'There goes Ted Williams, the greatest hitter who ever lived.

O my mistress, do not by any means destroy yourself, for if you live you may yet have good fortune but all the dead are dead alike!

Truth told today about yesterday's act can prevent a lot of tomorrow's problems

As natural and easy as it has been to be proud, it must become natural for us to be humble.

There is a point where political correctness becomes an acid that erodes freedom.

The short successes that can be gained in a brief time and without difficulty, are not worth much.

One of the biggest things you have is your reputation and your reputation with knowing what's good and what's not good.

It is sad when two people turn from the paths they’re traveling, and their paths go on to cross without them.

Ho, pretty page, with the dimpled chin That never has known the barber's shear, All your wish is woman to win, This is the way that boys begin. Wait till you come to Forty Year.