The World Is In A Constant Conspiracy

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.

I've Looked That Old Scoundrel Death In The Eye Many Times But This Time I Think He Has Me On The Ropes.

By Profession I Am A Soldier And Take Pride In That Fact. But I Am Prouder - Infinitely Prouder - To Be A Father. A Soldier Destroys In Order To Build; The Father Only Builds, Never Destroys. The One Has The Potentiality Of Death; The Other Embodies Creation And Life. And While The Hordes Of Death Are Mighty, The Battalions Of Life Are Mightier Still. It Is My Hope That My Son, When I Am Gone, Will Remember Me Not From The Battle Field But In The Home Repeating With Him Our Simple Daily Prayer, Our Father Who Art In Heaven.

Apart From An Innate Grasp Of Tactical Concepts, A Great Coach Must Possess The Essentials Attributes Of Leadership Which Mold Men Into A Cohesive, Fighting Team With An Invincible Will To Victory.

It Seems To Me The Worst Possible Concept, Militarily, That We Would Simply Stay There, Resisting Aggression, So-called...it Seems To Me That The Way To "resist Aggression" Is To Destroy The Potentialities Of The Aggressor To Continually Hit You...when You Say, Merely, "we Are Going To Continue To Fight Aggression," That Is Not What The Enemy Is Fighting For. The Enemy Is Fighting For A Very Definite Purpose-to Destroy Our Forces.