Jackson: On a scale of one to ten, how much sass are you going to give me today?
Hill: Are you--are you serious?
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@flagrantlywrongcivilwarquotes
Jackson: On a scale of one to ten, how much sass are you going to give me today?
Hill: Are you--are you serious?
at little round top
chamberlain: men.... fix bayonets
20th maine soldier: you gotta be dunkin my donuts
Do I need to be liked? Absolutely not. I like to be liked. I enjoy being liked. I have to be liked. But it's not like a compulsive need to be liked. Like my need to be praised.
Union General George B. McClellan
I mean, trees? Everywhere trees? What the hell is this place?
Anonymous New York soldier, setting up camp shortly before the Battle of the Wilderness
union high command meeting
Sherman: Hey, if some hillbilly comes up to me, I'm gonna lash him in the face - that's all.
McClellan: No, General. They are always armed to the teeth. They will hogtie us and hang us out on the front lawn or burn us on a cross!
Grant: You're right, man. You got to be careful. You know, anytime you find out, like, some dude's got a crazy torture basement or something, it's someone from the South. It always is.
Everybody's dying, bitch. Let's get you some fruit.
Dr. Hunter McGuire
Sherman, to the mayor of Atlanta: (monotone) Honey, you've got a big storm coming.
The Beastie Boys fought and possibly died for my right to party, so...
George Pickett, West Point freshman
Thoughts? You wanna give that shit a rest. You’ve been thinking thoughts your whole life and look where that got you.
George Pickett
Grant, meeting his subordinates for the first time: Uh, excuse me. Who's in charge here?
Meade: Well, usually that's whoever yells the loudest.
Lincoln: (looks in McClellan's direction) I usually choose people a little less unbearable.
He may have ocean madness, but that's no excuse for ocean rudeness.
David Farragut
I burnt my wrist playing a crazy game my friends and i invented where you pass a "Boppit" over a fire pit while someone squirts kerosene over the fire. It's called Fire Boppit. Look up Boppit if you don't know what I'm talking about. also don't play this game.
J.E.B. Stuart
I don't wanna be his friend, I wanna shoot him in the face.
Hill on Longstreet
Fremantle: (on the day of Pickett's Charge) So Garnett has to choose between life without sex and a hideous, gruesome death?
Longstreet: Yes.
Fremantle: Man, tough call.
It’s like a party in my mouth and everybody’s throwing up!
Unnamed Scurvy Patient #234,569
At the risk of sounding negative, no.
Longstreet