The battlefield is a scene of constant chaos. The winner will be the one who controls that chaos, both his own and the enemies.

The purely defensive is doomed to defeat.

Oh well, no matter what happens, there's always death.

The purpose of religion is to keep the poor from killing the rich.

Across a chasm of eighteen hundred years, Jesus Christ makes a demand which is beyond all others difficult to satisfy; He asks for that which a philosopher may often seek in vain at the hands of his friends, or a father of his children, or a bride of her spouse, or a man of his brother. He asks for the human heart; He will have it entirely to Himself. He demands it unconditionally; and forthwith His demand is granted. Wonderful!

Religion is excellent stuff for keeping common people quiet.

Go Sir, gallop and don't forget that the world was made in six days. You can ask me for anything but not time.