Sure, we want to go home. We want this war over with. The quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards who started it.
Do not make excuses, whether it’s your fault or not.
When in doubt, ATTACK!
Close the playand keep the store open nights.
Discipline must be a habit so ingrained that it is stronger than the excitement of battle.
In my opinion, the M1 rifle is the greatest battle implement ever devised.
You must do your damdest and win.
I’d rather have a German Division in front of me than a French one behind.
If I win I can’t be stopped! If I lose I shall be dead.
If you can’t get them to salute when they should salute and wear the clothes you tell them to wear, how are you going to get them to die for their country?
You cannot be disciplined in great things and undisciplined in small things. Brave undisciplined men have no chance against the discipline and valour of other men. Have you seen a few policemen handle a crowd?
When we land against the enemy, don’t forget to hit him and hit him hard. When we meet the enemy we will kill him. We will show him no mercy.
I have the utmost confidence that through your efforts we will eventually beat the hell out of those bastards – You name them; I’ll shoot them!
So as through a glass, and darkly – The age long strife I see – Where I fought in many guises, – Many names, but always me.
Do as I have taught you, and you will stay alive.
If we aren’t victorious, let no man come back alive!
Never in history has the navy landed an army at the planned time and place. But if you land us anywhere within 50 miles of Fedela and within 1 week of D-Day. I’ll go ahead and win.
There is only one sort of discipline – PERFECT DISCIPLINE. Men cannot have good battle discipline and poor administrative discipline.
I wouldn’t give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed! Gen.
Coward: someone who in a bad situation thinks with his feet.