I cannot trust a man to control others who cannot control himself.
I can only say that I am nothing but a poor sinner, trusting in Christ alone for salvation.
It is well that war is so terrible, or we should grow too fond of it.
The march of Providence is so slow and our desires so impatient; the work of progress so immense and our means of aiding it so feeble; the life of humanity is so long, that of the individual so brief, that we often see only the ebb of the advancing wave and are thus discouraged. It is history that teaches us to hope.
They seemed so united that I loved them as one person." Lee wrote of his son and daughter-in-law on his daughter-in-law's death.
1855