The principle for which we contend is bound to reassert itself, though it may be at another time and in another form.

If the Confederacy falls, there should be written on its tombstone: Died of a theory.

I worked night and day for twelve years to prevent the war, but I could not. The North was mad and blind, would not let us govern ourselves, and so the war came.

The war...must go on till the last man of this generation falls in his tracks...unless you acknowledge our right to self-government. We are not fighting for slavery. We are fighting for Independence,and that, or extermination, we WILL have.

Butler is branded a felon, an outlaw, an enemy of Mankind, and so ordered that in the event of his capture, the officer in command of the capturing force do cause him to be immediately executed by hanging.

Pray excuse me. I cannot take it.

A restitution of the Union has been rendered forever impossible.

The past is dead; let it bury its dead, its hopes and its aspirations; before you lies the future-a future full of golden promise.

The authors of all our misfortune.