A soldier plods and groans, sweats and toils, he growls and curses, and at the end he dies.

In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.

In no other profession are the penalties for employing untrained personnel so appalling or so irrevocable as in the military.

The object and practice of liberty lies in the limitation of government power.

I can recall no parallel in history where a great nation recently at war has so distinguished its former enemy commander.

To dilute the will to win is to destroy the purpose of the game. There is no substitute for victory.

No plan ever survives its first encounter with the enemy.