We Are All But Instruments Of God.

Always Mystify, Mislead, And Surprise The Enemy, If Possible; And When You Strike And Overcome Him, Never Let Up In The Pursuit So Long As Your Men Have Strength To Follow; For An Army Routed, If Hotly Pursued, Becomes Panic-stricken, And Can Then Be Destroyed By Half Their Number. The Other Rule Is, Never Fight Against Heavy Odds, If By Any Possible Maneuvering You Can Hurl Your Own Force On Only A Part, And That The Weakest Part, Of Your Enemy And Crush It. Such Tactics Will Win Every Time, And A Small Army May Thus Destroy A Large One In Detail, And Repeated Victory Will Make It Invincible.

War Means Fighting. The Business Of The Soldier Is To Fight. Armies Are Not Called Out To Dig Trenches, To Throw Up Breastworks, To Live In Camps, But To Find The Enemy And Strike Him; To Invade His Country, And Do Him All Possible Damage In The Shortest Possible Time. This Will Involve Great Destruction Of Life And Property While It Lasts; But Such A War Will Of Necessity Be Of Brief Continuance, And So Would Be An Economy Of Life And Property In The End.

All I Am And All I Have Is At The Service Of My Country.

We Must Make This Campaign An Exceedingly Active One. Only Thus Can A Weaker Country Cope With A Stronger; It Must Make Up In Activity What It Lacks In Strength.

I Am More Afraid Of King Alcohol Than Of All The Bullets Of The Enemy.