Douglas MacArthur

I am concerned for the security of our great Nation; not so much because of any treat from without, but because of the insidious forces working from within.

I Shall Return!

Age wrinkles the body; quitting wrinkles the soul.

We are not retreating – we are advancing in another Direction

I had learned one of the bitter lessons of life: never try to regain the past, the fire will have become ashes.

On the fields of friendly strife are sown the seeds that on other days, on other fields will bear the fruits of victory.

What we need is Star Peace and not Star Wars.

Wars and revolutions and battles are due simply and solely to the body and its desires. All wars are undertaken for the acquisition of wealth; and the reason why we have to acquire wealth is the body, because we are slaves in its service.

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!

On the fields of friendly strife are sown the seeds that on other days, on other fields will bear the fruits of victory.

We are not retreating – we are advancing in another Direction

I always wanted to get the Purple Heart. This was much easier.

What is human warfare but just this; an effort to make the laws of God and nature take sides with one party.

I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they’d never expect it.

A skilful leech is better far, than half a hundred men of war.

Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.

You may not be interested in war, but war is interested in you.

When we went into World War II, I was a tractor driver then. I drove tractors on the plantation. So when they start calling people my age, 18, up, I was one they called.

When I warned them the French that Britain would fight on alone whatever they did, their generals told their Prime Minister and his divided Cabinet, In three weeks England will have her neck wrung like a chicken. Some chicken! Some neck!

War is a game that is played with a smile. If you can’t smile, grin. If you can’t grin, keep out of the way till you can.

A shadow has fallen upon the scenes so lately lighted by the Allied victory. From Stettin in the Baltic to Trieste in the Adriatic, an iron curtain has descended across the Continent.