My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.

If you get blown up I don't care!

The carping and bickering of political factions in the nation's capitol reminds me of two pelicans quarreling over a dead fish.

If the people raise a great howl against my barbarity and cruelty, I will answer that war is war, and not popularity seeking.