Armour... is part of a state of mind... in which you admit the possibility... of being hit.

Rules are for children. This is war, and in war the only crime is to lose.

Belief without evidence is the very hallmark of the savage.

One act presses upon another, on a path we have no choice but to follow, and each time there are reasons. We do what we must, we do what we are told, we do what is easiest. What else can we do but solve one sordid problem at a time? Then we look up and find... this.

Things aren't what they used to be' is the rallying cry of small minds. When men say things used to be better, they invariably mean they were better for them, because they were young, and had all their hopes intact. The world is bound to look a darker place as you slide into the grave.

A friendship between a man and a woman was what you called it when one had been pursuing the other for a long time and never gotten anywhere.

Those with the least always lose the most in war.