There Is Nothing Left To

In A Body [like Congress] Where There Are More Than One Hundred Talking Lawyers, You Can Make No Calculation Upon The Termination Of Any Debate.

There's Nothing Left . . . But To Get Drunk.

I Never Justify, Sustain, Or In Any Way Or To Any Extent Uphold This Cruel, Heartless, Aimless Unnecessary War.

You Have Summoned Me In My Weakness. You Must Sustain Me In Your Strength.

I Speak Of The War As Fruitless; For It Is Clear That, Prosecuted Upon The Basis Of The Proclamations Of September 22d And September 24th, 1862, Prosecuted, As I Must Understand These Proclamations, To Say Nothing Of The Kindred Blood Which Has Followed, Upon The Theory Of Emancipation, Devastation, Subjugation, It Cannot Fail To Be Fruitless In Every Thing Except The Harvest Of Woe Which It Is Ripening For What Was Once The Peerless Republic.