It was not a safe thing to lead Joe into temptation; he had no resistance to it at all.

He left himself no possible way of retreat. He had to win or perish!

One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph.

The man with the greatest soul will always face the greatest war with the low minded person.

The greatest enemy is one that has nothing to lose.

As his body became more and more defenseless, so his means of offense became steadily more frightful.

The idea of wilderness needs no defense, it only needs defenders.

The aggressor is always peace-loving (as Bonaparte always claimed to be); he would prefer to take over our country unopposed.

mentor, Frederick the Great, had warned, “He who defends everything, defends nothing.”6

A warrior is always engaged in a life-and-death struggle for peace

He had conquered murder, to be faced with war. There were no Laws for that.

Bitter rage was his, but never blind rage. In passion to rend and destroy, he never forgot that his enemy was in like passion to rend and destroy.

The British went on fighting like lions against the Germans, the Italians, and the Japanese, but they couldn’t or wouldn’t stand up to the Arabs at all – though much of the Arab world was openly pro-Nazi.

That was the way with Man; it had always been that way. He had carried terror with him. And the thing he was afraid of had always been himself.