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

No army has ever done so much with so little.

My staff was unanimous in believing that Japan was on the point of collapse and surrender.

It must be of the spirit if we are to save the flesh.

We have known the bitterness of defeat and the exultation of triumph, and from both we have learned there can be no turning back. We must go forward to preserve in peace what we won in war.

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.

Life is a lively process of becoming.