soldier

Every soldier thinks something of the moral aspects of what he is doing. But all war is immoral and if you let that bother you, you're not a good soldier.

Anyone who has ever looked into the glazed eyes of a soldier dying on the battlefield will think hard before starting a war.

I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its futility, its stupidity.

As a soldier, I survived World War I when most of my comrades did not.

The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war.

There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create.

So I would say God hates war, but God loves every soldier.

Hitler derived several things from his experience and achievements in World War I, without which his rise to power in 1933 would have been at the least problematical, and at the most inconceivable. Hitler survived the war as a combat soldier__ rifle carrier__n a frontline infantry regiment. The achievement was an extraordinary one based on some combination of near-miraculous luck and combat skill. The interpretive fussing over whether or not Hitler was a combat soldier because he spent most of the war in the part of the regiment described as regimental headquarters can be laid to rest as follows: Any soldier in an infantry regiment on an active front in the west in World War I must be considered to have been a combat soldier. Hitler__ authorized regimental weapon was the Mauser boltaction, magazine-fed rifle. This gives a basic idea of what Hitler could be called upon to do in his assignment at the front. As a regimental runner, he carried messages to the battalions and line companies of the regiment, and the more important ones had to be delivered under outrageously dangerous circumstances involving movement through artillery fire and, particularly later in the war, poison gas and the omnipresent rifle fire of the skilled British sniper detach

We are coming Father Abraham three hundred thousand more.

Every citizen should be a soldier. This was the case with the Greeks and Romans and must be that of every free state.

A soldier is an anachronism of which we must get rid.

How sleep the brave who sink to rest. By all their country's wishes blest!

But in a larger sense we cannot dedicate we cannot consecrate we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men living and dead who struggled here have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract.

The muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo No more on Life's parade shall meet The brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping-ground Their silent tents are spread And Glory guards with solemn round The bivouac of the dead.

It is not the guns or armament Or the money they can pay It's the close co-operation That makes them win the day. It is not the individual Or the army as a whole But the everlastin' teamwork Of every bloomin' soul.

The king of France with twenty thousand men Went up the hill and then came down again: The king of Spain with twenty thousand more Climbed the same hill the French had climbed before.

For it's Tommy this an' Tommy that and "Chuck 'im out the brute." But it's "Savior of 'is country " when the guns begin to shoot.

God and a soldier all .people adore In time of war but not before And when war is over and all things are righted God is neglected and an old soldier slighted.