In War, Indeed, There Can Be No

Duty, Honor, Country. Those Three Hallowed Words Reverently Dictate What You Ought To Be, What You Can Be, What You Will Be.

It Was Close; But That's The Way It Is In War. You Win Or Lose, Live Or Die - And The Difference Is Just An Eyelash.

Men Since The Beginning Of Time Have Sought Peace...military Alliances, Balances Of Power, Leagues Of Nations, All In Turn Have Failed, Leaving The Only Path To Be By Way Of The Crucible Of War. The Utter Destructiveness Of War Not Blots Out This Alternative.

It Is My Earnest Hope, And Indeed The Hope Of All Mankind, That From This Solemn Occasion A Better World Shall Emerge Out Of The Blood And Carnage Of The Past...

I Promise To Keep On Living As Though I Expected To Live Forever. Nobody Grows Old By Merely Living A Number Of Years. People Grow Old Only Be Deserting Their Ideals. Years May Wrinkle The Skin, But To Give Up Interest Wrinkles The Soul.