Life is a lively process of becoming.

Give me ten thousand Filipino soldiers and I will conquer the world.

Rules are mostly made to be broken and are too often for the lazy to hide behind.

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.

In war, as it is waged now, with the enormous losses on both sides, both sides will lose. It is a form of mutual suicide.

I have one criticism about the Negro troops who fought under my command in the Korean War. They didn't send me enough of them.

Global war has become Frankenstein's monster, threatening to destroy both sides.