Our artillery... The Germans feared it almost more than anything we had.

Say what you will, nothing can make a complete soldier except battle experience.

Somebody said that carrier pilots were the best in the world, and they must be or there wouldn't be any of them left alive.

The closest fires were near enough for us to hear the crackling flames and the yells of firemen. Little fires grew into big ones even as we watched. Big ones died down under the firemen's valor only to break out again later.

I love the infantry because they are the underdogs. They are the mud-rain-frost-and-wind boys. They have no comforts, and they even learn to live without the necessities. And in the end they are the guys that wars can't be won without.

[I]nstead of the usual "Why can't we make movies more like real life?" I think a more pertinent question is "Why can't real life be more like the movies?"

It was a night when London was ringed and stabbed with fire.