My first recollection is that of a bugle call.
Duty, Honor, Country. Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be.
Years wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
We are not retreating - we are advancing in another direction.
Our country is now geared to an arms economy bred in an artificially induced psychosis of war hysteria and an incessant propaganda of fear.
I am concerned for the security of our great Nation; not so much because of any threat from without, but because of the insidious forces working from within.
Part of the American dream is to live long and die young. Only those Americans who are willing to die for their country are fit to live.
Americans never quit.
Always there has been some terrible evil at home or some monstrous foreign power that was going to gobble us up if we did not blindly rally behind it.
It is part of the general pattern of misguided policy that our country is now geared to an arms economy which was bred in an artificially induced psychosis of war hysteria and nurtured upon an incessant propaganda of fear.
Only those are fit to live who are not afraid to die.
The best luck of all is the luck you make for yourself.
Whether in chains or in laurels, liberty knows nothing but victories.
Could I have but a line a century hence crediting a contribution to the advance of peace, I would yield every honor which has been accorded by war.
Age wrinkles the body. Quitting wrinkles the soul.
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