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.

While no man in his right mind would advocate sending our ground forces into continental China, and such was never given a thought, the new situation did urgently demand a drastic revision of strategic planning if our political aim was to defeat this new enemy as we had defeated the old.

Never ask age of a woman.

Years wrinkle the skin. Giving up wrinkles the soul.

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

It was close; but that's the way it is in war. You win or lose, live or die - and the difference is just an eyelash.

The enemy is in front of us, the enemy is behind us, the enemy is to the right and to the left of us. They can't get away this time!