We had a man as dashing as Sheridan, as unique and picturesque as the slow-moving, taciturn Grant, as charming as Jackson, as witty as old Billy Sherman, as brave as Paul Jones.

Slow down, everyone. You're moving too fast.

It's like we were moving fast, but here it's like everything is slow.

Greatness, generally speaking, is an unusual quantity of a usual quality grafted upon a common man.

He had always pitched in his conversational ante, and if he had contributed infrequently thereafter, it was because he was only interested when the stakes reached a certain minimum level. Small talk was usually a waste of time.

Perpendicular, precise and taciturn.