May God Have Mercy For My Enemies

A Piece Of Spaghetti Or A Military Unit Can Only Be Led From The Front End.

We Want To Get The Hell Over There. The Quicker We Clean Up This Goddamned Mess, The Quicker We Can Take A Little Jaunt Against The Purple Pissing Japs And Clean Out Their Nest, Too. Before The Goddamned Marines Get All Of The Credit.

When A Decision Has To Be Made, Make It. There Is No Totally Right Time For Anything.

There Is No Proof Nor Yet Any Denial. We Were, We Are, And We Will Be.

My Men Don't Dig Foxholes. I Don't Want Them To. Foxholes Only Slow Up An Offensive. Keep Moving. And Don't Give The Enemy Time To Dig One Either.