There's only one way for a professional soldier to die. That's from the last bullet of the last battle of the last war.

It is the cold glitter of the attacker's eye not the point of the questing bayonet that breaks the line.

War is an art and as such is not susceptible of explanation by fixed formula

In war the only sure defense is offense, and the efficiency of the offense depends on the warlike souls of those conducting it.

Prepare for the unknown by studying how others in the past have coped with the unforeseeable and the unpredictable.

No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.

When in doubt, ATTACK!