All men are frightened. The more intelligent they are, the more they are frightened.

Duty is the essence of manhood.

It is rather interesting how you get used to death.

Untutored courage is useless in the face of educated bullets.

Why is it that all battles are fought in the middle of the night, in downpouring rain, and at the corners of four different maps?

This is a hell of a way to die.

There is a time to take counsel of your fears, and there is a time to never listen to any fear.