The Soldier, Above All Other Men, Is

In War, As It Is Waged Now, With The Enormous Losses On Both Sides, Both Sides Will Lose. It Is A Form Of Mutual Suicide.

We Are Not Retreating - We Are Advancing In Another Direction.

Men Since The Beginning Of Time Have Sought Peace...military Alliances, Balances Of Power, Leagues Of Nations, All In Turn Have Failed, Leaving The Only Path To Be By Way Of The Crucible Of War. The Utter Destructiveness Of War Not Blots Out This Alternative.

Nobody Grows Old By Merely Living A Number Of Years. People Grow Old Only By Deserting Their Ideals. Years May Wrinkle The Skin, But To Give Up Interest Wrinkles The Soul. Worry, Doubt, Self-distrust, Fear And Despair; These Are The Long, Long Years That Bow The Head And Turn The Growing Spirit Back To Dust. Whatever Your Years, There Is In Every Being's Heart The Love Of Wonder, The Undaunted Challenge Of Events, The Unfailing Childlike Appetite For What Next, And The Joy And The Game Of Life.

If We Will Not Devise Some Greater And More Equitable System, Armageddon Will Be At Our Door.