Soldiers Quotes

In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The Larks, still bravely singing, fly, Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the dead. Scarce days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow Loved, and were loved,and now we lie, In Flanders […]

When in the newspapers it merely says “The casualties in our infantry regiments are high,” to us it means our buddies killed, wounded and captured. I’ve had close friends in all these categories and it really hits hard. I’d better not hear anyone expound on the “glories of war” or I won’t be held responsible […]

Children play at being soldiers. That is sensible. But why should soldiers play at being children?

Religious families have sons as well as daughters. If army life is degrading why are they not concerned for the morals of their sons?

Boys are the cash of war. Whoever said we’re not free-spenders doesn’t know our likes.

It is essential to persuade the soldier that those he is being urged to massacre are bandits who do not deserve to live; before killing other good, decent fellows like himself, his gun would fall from his hands.

They taught me that no man could be their leader except he who ate the ranks’ food, wore their clothes, lived level with them, and yet appeared better in himself.

How long was I in the army? Five foot eleven.

You cannot choose your battlefield, God does that for you; But you can plant a standard Where a standard never flew.

My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are grey faces that peer over my shoulder. (speaking of his wartime service)