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.

This is a hell of a way to die.

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.

Make your plans to fit the circumstances.

Tanks are new and special weapon-newer than, as special, and certainly as valuable as the airplane.

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?

The courageous man is the man who forces himself, in spite of his fear, to carry on.