I do not have to tell you who won the war. You know, the artillery did.

I don’t fear failure. I only fear the slowing up of the engine inside of me which is saying, ‘Keep going, someone must be on top, why not you?

If I could have three wishes, one would be to take an '88 and shove that barrel up Hitler's ass so that cocksucker can cry like the little god-damned girl he is. And hell, after that, I wouldn't need two more wishes.

Plans must be simple and flexible....They must be made by the people who execute them.

Go forward until the last round is fired and the last drop of gas is expended...then go forward on foot!

Nobody ever defended anything successfully, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.

But between the plan and the operation, there is always an unknown. That unknown spells victory or defeat. ... Some people call it getting the breaks. I call it God. God has His part in everything. That's where prayer comes in.