Never give an order that can't be obeyed.

Duty, Honor, Country. Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be.

I suppose, in a way, this has become part of my soul. It is a symbol of my life. Whatever I have done that really matters, I've done wearing it. When the time comes, it will be in this that I journey forth. What greater honor could come to an American, and a soldier?

You are remembered for the rules you break.

They died hard, those savage men - like wounded wolves at bay. They were filthy, and they were lousy, and they stunk. And I loved them.

Life is a lively process of becoming.

One cannot wage war under present conditions without the support of public opinion, which is tremendously molded by the press and other forms of propaganda.

Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.

The best luck of all is the luck you make for yourself.

It is part of the general pattern of misguided policy that our country is now geared to an arms economy which was bred in an artificially induced psychosis of war hysteria and nurtured upon an incessant propaganda of fear.

Only those are fit to live who are not afraid to die.

I am concerned for the security of our great Nation; not so much because of any threat from without, but because of the insidious forces working from within.

There is no substitute for victory.

Like the old soldier of the ballad, I now close my military career and just fade away, an old soldier who tried to do his duty as God gave him the light to see that duty. Goodbye.

Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid, one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory.

Part of the American dream is to live long and die young. Only those Americans who are willing to die for their country are fit to live.

A general is just as good or just as bad as the troops under his command make him.

In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.

Could I have but a line a century hence crediting a contribution to the advance of peace, I would yield every honor which has been accorded by war.

Our country is now geared to an arms economy bred in an artificially induced psychosis of war hysteria and an incessant propaganda of fear.

And like the old soldier in that ballad, I now close my military career and just fade away, an old soldier who tried to do his duty as God gave him the sight to see that duty.

Americans never quit.

A better world shall emerge based on faith and understanding.

I have just returned from visiting the Marines at the front, and there is not a finer fighting organization in the world!

The world is in a constant conspiracy against the brave. It's the age-old struggle: the roar of the crowd on the one side, and the voice of your conscience on the other.

It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.

Years wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.

I've looked that old scoundrel death in the eye many times but this time I think he has me on the ropes.

We are not retreating - we are advancing in another direction.

I have known war as few men now living know it. It's very destructiveness on both friend and foe has rendered it useless as a means of settling international disputes.

Age wrinkles the body. Quitting wrinkles the soul.

In war there is no substitute for victory.

Our government has kept us in a perpetual state of fear - kept us in a continuous stampede of patriotic fervor - with the cry of grave national emergency.

My first recollection is that of a bugle call.

Never give an order that can't be obeyed.

In war, you win or lose, live or die - and the difference is just an eyelash.

The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war.

There is no security on this earth; there is only opportunity.

Always there has been some terrible evil at home or some monstrous foreign power that was going to gobble us up if we did not blindly rally behind it.

There is no security in this life. There is only opportunity.

Worry, doubt, fear and despair are the enemies which slowly bring us down to the ground and turn us to dust before we die.

There is no executive order; there is no law that can require the American people to form a national community. This we must do as individuals and if we do it as individuals, there is no President of the United States who can veto that decision.

You are not here merely to make a living. You are here in order to enable the world to live more amply, with greater vision, with a finer spirit of hope and achievement. You are here to enrich the world, and you impoverish yourself if you forget the errand.

I must stress here the point that I appreciate clarity, order, meaning, structure, rationality: they are necessary to whatever provisional stability we have, and they can be the agents of gradual and successful change.

We need to begin an all-out diplomatic offensive on Darfur in order to prepare the way for a peacekeeping force that can ensure protection for the people of Darfur.

Everything has to be pulling weight in a short story for it to be really of the first order.

I don't like to hurt people, I really don't like it at all. But in order to get a red light at the intersection, you sometimes have to have an accident.

I think acting is about forgetting yourself in order to give the best of yourself. It's passing through you more than you're creating it. You're not the flower, but the vase which holds the flower.

For someone who writes fiction, in order to activate the imagination and the unconscious, it's essential to be free.