The issue is not war and peace, rather, how best to preserve our freedom.
The graveyards are full of indispensable men.
War is a quarrel between two thieves too cowardly to fight their own battle; therefore they take boys from one village and another village, stick them into uniforms, equip them with guns, and let them loose like wild beasts against one other.
The side with the simplest uniforms wins.
The instruments of battle are valuable only if one knows how to use them.
Frederick liked to say that three men behind the enemy were worth fifty in front of him.
In war there is no substitute for victory.
Diplomats are just as essential in starting a war as soldiers are in finishing it.
Army: A body of men assembled to rectify the mistakes of the diplomats.
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. The person 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.