A critic is a man who creates nothing and thereby feels qualified to judge the work of creative men. There is logic in this; he is unbiased, he hates all creative people equally.

A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.

There were many, many times thereafter that Don regretted having enlisted - but so has every man who ever volunteered for military service.

To get anywhere, or even to live a long time, a man has to guess, and guess right, over and over again, without enough data for a logical answer.

Audacity, always audacity - soundest principal of strategy.

The death rate is the same for us as for anybody ... one person, one death, sooner or later.

Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.