A whole week, a single campaign, a month, a week, even a day was far more than enough to cut a company or platoon to ribbons or cripple a man for life: it needed only a quarter of an hour.

The belly is an ungrateful wretch, it never remembers past favors, it always wants more tomorrow.

Work was like a stick. It had two ends. When you worked for the knowing you gave them quality; when you worked for a fool you simply gave him eyewash.

... any country that is not careful can be seized.

When truth is discovered by someone else, it loses something of its attractiveness.

Every act of perception has an emotional coloring.

A leader should not be a man who arbitrarily imported his own ideas but the essential focal point for a group of people who trusted one another and worked for a common aim.