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. Worry, doubt, self-distrust, fear and despair; these are the long, long years that bow the head and turn the growing spirit back to dust. Whatever your years, there is in every being's heart the love of wonder, the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing childlike appetite for what next, and the joy and the game of life.

If we will not devise some greater and more equitable system, Armageddon will be at our door.

I had learned one of the bitter lessons of life: never try to regain the past, the fire will have become ashes.

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.

I came out of Bataan and I shall return!

A general is just as good or just as bad as the troops under his command make him.

Are we going to continue to yield personal liberties and community autonomy to the steady inexplicable centralization all political power or restore the Republic to Constitutional direction, regain our personal liberties and reassume the individual state's primary responsibility and authority in the conduct of local affairs? Are we going to permit a continuing decline in public and private morality or re-establish high ethical standards as the means of regaining a diminishing faith in the integrity of our public and private institutions?