Age wrinkles the body; quitting wrinkles the soul.
The world is in a constant conspiracy against the brave.
It's the age-old struggle: the roar of the crowd on the one side, and the voice of your conscience on the other.
We are not retreating - we are advancing in another direction.
You are remembered for the rules you break.
In war there is no substitute for victory.
The best luck of all is the luck you make for yourself.
A true leader has the confidence to stand alone, the courage to make tough decisions, and the compassion to listen to the needs of others.
It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.
A general is just as good or just as bad as the troops under his command make him.
There's no security on this earth, only opportunity.
Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
I realize that advice is worth what it costs--that is, nothing.
I am concerned for the security of our great Nation;
not so much because of any threat from without, but because of the insidious forces working from within.
Only those are fit to live who are not afraid to die.
The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war.
I see that old flagpole still stands.
Have your troops hoist the colors to its peak, and let no enemy ever haul them down.
Whether in chains or in laurels, liberty knows nothing but victories.
There is not one incident in the history of humanity in which defeatism led to peace which was anything other than a complete fraud.
No man is entitled to the blessings of freedom unless he be vigilant in its preservation.
Part of the American dream is to live long and die young.
Only those Americans who are willing to die for their country are fit to live.
I have just returned from visiting the Marines at the front, and there is not a finer fighting organization in the world!
There is no substitute for victory.
A better world shall emerge based on faith and understanding.
Duty, Honor, Country. Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be.
Whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword obviously never encountered automatic weapons.
Our government has kept us in a perpetual state of fear - kept us in a continuous stampede of patriotic fervor - with the cry of grave national emergency.
Our country is now geared to an arms economy bred in an artificially induced psychosis of war hysteria and an incessant propaganda of fear.
It is part of the general pattern of misguided policy that our country is now geared to an arms economy which was bred in an artificially induced psychosis of war hysteria and nurtured upon an incessant propaganda of fear.
Always there has been some terrible evil at home or some monstrous foreign power that was going to gobble us up if we did not blindly rally behind it.
Life is a lively process of becoming.
Never give an order that can't be obeyed.
They died hard, those savage men - like wounded wolves at bay.
They were filthy, and they were lousy, and they stunk. And I loved them.
One cannot wage war under present conditions without the support of public opinion, which is tremendously molded by the press and other forms of propaganda.
Americans never quit.
My first recollection is that of a bugle call.
In war, you win or lose, live or die - and the difference is just an eyelash.
I've looked that old scoundrel death in the eye many times but this time I think he has me on the ropes.
I suppose, in a way, this has become part of my soul.
It is a symbol of my life. Whatever I have done that really matters, I've done wearing it. When the time comes, it will be in this that I journey forth. What greater honor could come to an American, and a soldier?
Could I have but a line a century hence crediting a contribution to the advance of peace, I would yield every honor which has been accorded by war.
In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.
People of the Philippines: I have returned.
By the grace of Almighty God, our forces stand again on Philippine soil
I have known war as few men now living know it.
It's very destructiveness on both friend and foe has rendered it useless as a means of settling international disputes.
It must be of the spirit if we are to save the flesh.
Our government has kept us in a perpetual state of fear -- kept us in a continuous stampede of patriotic fervor -- with the cry of grave national emergency. Always there has been some terrible evil at home or some monstrous foreign power that was going to gobble us up if we did not blindly rally behind it by furnishing the exorbitant fundsdemanded. Yet, in retrospect, these disasters seem never to have happened, seem never to have been quite real.
A Prayer For My SonBuild me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory
Like the old soldier of the ballad, I now close my military career and just fade away, an old soldier who tried to do his duty as God gave him the light to see that duty. Goodbye.
By profession I am a soldier and take pride in that fact.
But I am prouder -- infinitely prouder -- to be a father. A soldier destroys in order to build; the father only builds, never destroys. The one has the potentiality of death; the other embodies creation and life. And while the hordes of death are mighty, the battalions of life are mightier still. It is my hope that my son, when I am gone, will remember me not from the battle field but in the home repeating with him our simple daily prayer, Our Father Who Art in Heaven.
The powers in charge keep us in a perpetual state of fear keep us in a continuous stampede of patriotic fervor with the cry of grave national emergency. Always there has been some terrible evil to gobble us up if we did not blindly rally behind it by furnishing the exorbitant sums demanded. Yet, in retrospect, these disasters seem never to have happened, seem never to have been quite real.
Last, but by no means least, courage-moral courage, the courage of one's convictions, the courage to see things through. The world ;is in a constant conspiracy against the brave. It's the age-old struggle-the roar of the crowd on one side and the voice of your ;conscience on the other.
You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt;
as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair.
I promise to keep on living as though I expected to live forever.
Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years. People grow old only by deserting their ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up interest wrinkles the soul.