Militant mothers hiding in the basement using pots and pans as their shields and their helmets.
The enemy is in front of us, the enemy is behind us, the enemy is to the right and to the left of us. They can't get away this time!
I can recall no parallel in history where a great nation recently at war has so distinguished its former enemy commander.
In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.
If I had one more division like this First Marine Division I could win this war.
I realize that advice is worth what it costs--that is, nothing.
In many situations that seemed desperate, the artillery has been a most vital factor.
Learn to attack things frontally but according to the most scientific methods.
God grant that each of us here today may so live that all among us, and with us, may see, not us, but that which is divine and comes from God. With that vision of what those who have lost their way may become, my prayer is that they may receive strength and resolution to climb higher and higher and upward and onward to that great goal of eternal life and also that I may do my part in seeking to show by example, as well as by precept, that which will be the best of which I am capable of doing.
Always. . . no wait. . . never.
Feeling at peace, however fragilely, made it easy to slip into the visionary end of the dark-sight. The rose shadows said that they loved the sun, but that they also loved the dark, where their roots grew through the lightless mystery of the earth. The roses said: You do not have to choose.