I have just returned from visiting the Marines at the front, and there is not a finer fighting organization in the world!
Like the old soldier of the ballad, I now close my military career and just fade away, an old soldier who tried to do his duty as God gave him the light to see that duty. Goodbye.
Our country is now geared to an arms economy bred in an artificially induced psychosis of war hysteria and an incessant propaganda of fear.
A general is just as good or just as bad as the troops under his command make him.
A better world shall emerge based on faith and understanding.
Age wrinkles the body. Quitting wrinkles the soul.
Always there has been some terrible evil at home or some monstrous foreign power that was going to gobble us up if we did not blindly rally behind it.
Americans never quit.
And like the old soldier in that ballad, I now close my military career and just fade away, an old soldier who tried to do his duty as God gave him the sight to see that duty.
Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid, one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory.
Could I have but a line a century hence crediting a contribution to the advance of peace, I would yield every honor which has been accorded by war.
Duty, Honor, Country. Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be.
I am concerned for the security of our great Nation; not so much because of any threat from without, but because of the insidious forces working from within.
We are not retreating - we are advancing in another direction.
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.