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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.

Have A Good Plan, Execute It Violently, And Do It Today.

Years May Wrinkle The Skin, But To Give Up Interest Wrinkles The Soul. You Are As Young As Your Faith, As Old As Your Doubt; As Young As Your Self-confidence, As Old As Your Fear; As Young As Your Hope As Old As Your Despair. In The Central Place Of Every Heart There Is A Recording Chamber. So Long As It Receives Messages Of Beauty, Hope, Cheer And Courage, So Long Are You Young. When Your Heart Is Covered With The Snows Of Pessimism And The Ice Of Cynicism, Then, And Then Only, Are You Grown Old. And Then, Indeed As The Ballad Says, You Just Fade Away

In No Other Profession Are The Penalties For Employing Untrained Personnel So Appalling Or So Irrevocable As In The Military.

Let Us Pray That Peace Be Now Restored To The World, And That God Will Preserve It Always.