My Men Can Eat Their Belts, But

A Man Must Know His Destiny. If He Does Not Recognize It, Then He Is Lost.

It Is The Cold Glitter Of The Attacker's Eye Not The Point Of The Questing Bayonet That Breaks The Line.

Perpetual Peace Is A Futile Dream.

To Conquer, We Must Destroy Our Enemies. We Must Not Only Die Gallantly; We Must Kill Devastatingly. The Faster And More Effectively You Kill, The Longer You Will Live To Enjoy The Priceless Fame Of Conquerors.

In Case Of Doubt, Attack.