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Sure, we want to go home. We want this war over with. The quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards who started it.
Sep 30, 2025
Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.
The essence of war is violence. Moderation in war is imbecility.
Why, of course, the people don't want war.
Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.
In the first six to twelve months of a war with the United States and Great Britain I will run wild and win victory upon victory. But then, if the war continues after that, I have no expectation of success.
There's many a boy here today who looks on war as all glory but it is all hell.
Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.
Naturally the common people don't want war. . . but after all it is the leaders of a country who determine policy, and it is always a simple matter to drag the people along. . .
Naturally, the common people don't want war ... but after all it is the leaders of a country who determine the policy, and it is always a simple matter to drag the people along, whether it is a democracy, or a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do is to tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the pacifists for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in every country.
Success is how high you bounce when you hit bottom.
I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat.
Lead me, follow me, or get out of my way.
The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.
We shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender.
If you must break the law, do it to seize power: in all other cases observe it.
War is cruelty. There is no use trying to reform it. The crueler it is, the sooner it will be over.
It is God's job to forgive Osama Bin Laden. It is our job to arrange a face to face meeting.
A man who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.
I wish to have no connection with any ship that does not sail fast; for I intend to go in harm's way.
War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse.
We have met the enemy and they are ours.
Don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes! Then fire low!
Don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes!
It is well that war is so terrible. We should grow too fond of it.
No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena..who errs, who comes short again and again; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who spends himself in a worthy cause.
**** the torpedoes! Full speed ahead!
I must study politics and war that my sons may have liberty to study mathematics and philosophy.
It is not the critic who counts...The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena.
It is not the critic who counts
So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; . . . who at best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.
I only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.
Is life so dear or peace so sweet as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!
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