Eagle eye
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Military Quotations
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john
Active Member
''men will fight long and hard for a piece of colored ribbon''
-Napoleon
''death solves all problems, no man no problem''
-Josef Stalin
-Napoleon
''death solves all problems, no man no problem''
-Josef Stalin
(dont remember the authors, sorry)
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God, give me what you have left
Give what no one else ever requests
I am not asking you for rest, or tranquillity
Neither that of the soul, nor the body
I am not asking for wealth, nor success, or even health
You are asked for all of these so often
That you must have none left.
Give me, God, what you have left
Give me what no one else wants
I seek insecurity and disquiet
I seek torment and combat
And God, give them to me indefinitely
That I am sure to have them always
Because I won’t always have the courage to ask you.
Give me, God, what you have left
Give me what others don’t want
But also give me courage, strength and faith
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We are the pilgrims, Master
We shall go always a bit further
It may be beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea.
Go as a pilgrim and seek out danger
Far from the comfort and the well lit avenues of life
Pit your very soul against the unknown
And seek stimulation in the company of the brave
Experience cold and hunger, heat and thirst
And survive to see another challenge and another dawn.
Only then will you be at peace with your self
And be able to know and to say:
I looked down the farthest side of the mountain
And fulfilled and understanding all
And truly content that I lived a full life
And one that was of my own choice.
---------------------------------
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run --
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Legionnaire*, my son!
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* the real word is "Man" from Kypling's "IF", but I took the liberty to alter it
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some others from the old forum:
Together, as Brothers:
We've laughed and cried.
Together, as Brothers:
We fought side by side.
These two different worlds
From which we came,
But in our hearts
We were one and the same.
This place this creed
That we live by,
I never would have dreamed
That you would ever die.
To those who remember
You were a man among men.
To me you were more
You were my best friend.
Someday, somewhere
We will meet again,
Because we will always be
Brothers to the end!
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If you are able,
save them a place
inside of you
and save one backward glance
when you are leaving.
Be not ashamed to say
you loved them,
though you may
or may not have always
Take what they have left
and what they have taught you
with their dying
and keep it with your own.
And in that time
when men decide and feel safe
to call the war insane,
take one moment to embrace
those gentle heroes
you left behind.
----------------------
God, give me what you have left
Give what no one else ever requests
I am not asking you for rest, or tranquillity
Neither that of the soul, nor the body
I am not asking for wealth, nor success, or even health
You are asked for all of these so often
That you must have none left.
Give me, God, what you have left
Give me what no one else wants
I seek insecurity and disquiet
I seek torment and combat
And God, give them to me indefinitely
That I am sure to have them always
Because I won’t always have the courage to ask you.
Give me, God, what you have left
Give me what others don’t want
But also give me courage, strength and faith
-----------------------------
We are the pilgrims, Master
We shall go always a bit further
It may be beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea.
Go as a pilgrim and seek out danger
Far from the comfort and the well lit avenues of life
Pit your very soul against the unknown
And seek stimulation in the company of the brave
Experience cold and hunger, heat and thirst
And survive to see another challenge and another dawn.
Only then will you be at peace with your self
And be able to know and to say:
I looked down the farthest side of the mountain
And fulfilled and understanding all
And truly content that I lived a full life
And one that was of my own choice.
---------------------------------
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run --
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Legionnaire*, my son!
---------------------------------------
* the real word is "Man" from Kypling's "IF", but I took the liberty to alter it
------------------------------------
some others from the old forum:
Together, as Brothers:
We've laughed and cried.
Together, as Brothers:
We fought side by side.
These two different worlds
From which we came,
But in our hearts
We were one and the same.
This place this creed
That we live by,
I never would have dreamed
That you would ever die.
To those who remember
You were a man among men.
To me you were more
You were my best friend.
Someday, somewhere
We will meet again,
Because we will always be
Brothers to the end!
-------------------------
If you are able,
save them a place
inside of you
and save one backward glance
when you are leaving.
Be not ashamed to say
you loved them,
though you may
or may not have always
Take what they have left
and what they have taught you
with their dying
and keep it with your own.
And in that time
when men decide and feel safe
to call the war insane,
take one moment to embrace
those gentle heroes
you left behind.
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" For those who fight for it life has a flavour the sheltered never know."
DanMitsu
Active Member
"A nation can survive its fools and even the ambitious. But it cannot survive treason from within. An enemy at the gates is less formidable, for he is known and he carries his banners openly against the city. But the traitor moves among those within the gates freely, his sly whispers rustling through all alleys, heard in the very halls of government itself. For the traitor appears no traitor; he speaks in the accents familiar to his victim, and he wears their face and their garments and he appeals to the baseness that lies deep in the hearts of all men. He rots the soul of a nation; he works secretly and unknown in the night to undermine the pillars of a city; he infects the body politic so that it can no longer resist. A murderer is less to be feared. The traitor is the plague."
- Marcus Tullius Cicero, Roman Orator - 106-43 B.C.
"All that is necessary for evil to succeed is for good men to do nothing."
- Edmund Burke, British statesman and philosopher
"Only the dead have seen the end of war." - Plato
"If soldiers were to begin to think, not one of them would remain in the army." - Frederick the Great
"War is sweet to those who haven't tasted it." - Erasmus
"The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his" -Patton
Cowards die many times before death.......
- Marcus Tullius Cicero, Roman Orator - 106-43 B.C.
"All that is necessary for evil to succeed is for good men to do nothing."
- Edmund Burke, British statesman and philosopher
"Only the dead have seen the end of war." - Plato
"If soldiers were to begin to think, not one of them would remain in the army." - Frederick the Great
"War is sweet to those who haven't tasted it." - Erasmus
"The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his" -Patton
Cowards die many times before death.......
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