Better to fight for something than live for nothing.

I don't measure a man's success by how high he climbs but how high he bounces when he hits bottom.

A pint of sweat, saves a gallon of blood.

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.

Take calculated risks. That is quite different from being rash.

A man must know his destiny.

For over a thousand years Roman conquerors returning from the wars enjoyed the honor of triumph, a tumultuous parade. In the procession came trumpeteers, musicians and strange animals from conquered territories, together with carts laden with treasure and captured armaments. The conquerors rode in a triumphal chariot, the dazed prisoners walking in chains before him. Sometimes his children robed in white stood with him in the chariot or rode the trace horses. A slave stood behind the conqueror holding a golden crown and whispering in his ear a warning: that all glory is fleeting.