Quotes About Stealth

O divine art of subtlety and secrecy! Through you we learn to be invisible, through you inaudible, and hence we can hold the enemy's fate in our hands.

Through you we learn to be invisible, through you inaudible; and hence we can hold the enemy's fate in our hands.

By discovering the enemy's dispositions and remaining invisible ourselves, we can keep our forces concentrated, while the enemy's must be divided.

mountain. Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.

Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night...

Secret operations are essential in war; upon them the army relies to make its every move. An army without secret agents is exactly like a man without eyes or ears.

Divino arte de la sutileza y el secreto! Si se aprende a ser invisible, e inaudible, se puede tener la suerte del enemigo en las manos.

conceal your dispositions, and you will be safe from the prying of the subtlest spies, from the machinations of the wisest brains.

The spot where we intend to fight must not be made known

walking again. But being inconspicuous on

Dang ninja vamp. Eli

He kept low and darted to another tree. He looked, he assumed, rather doofy - a guy six feet four inches tall and comfortably over two hundred pounds darting between bushes like something left on the cutting room floor of The Dirty Dozen.

The perfect killer has no identity.

Quite early on I had discovered the overlooked space open to those of us with a silent life. I didn't argue with the policeman who said I couldn't cycle over a certain bridge or through a specific gate in the fort—I just stood there, still, until I was invisible, and then I went through. Like a cricket. Like a hidden cup of water.

He had to take Plott unaware.

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?

Intelligence. Cunning. Secrecy. These are the tools of war.

He carried no electronics. No laptop, no cell phone, no walkie-talkie. He carried no ID. Beside his large-caliber Glock, spare magazines, and a knife, there was nothing on his person that could connect him to anything, anyone, or anywhere. That was how professionals worked.

Kill with a borrowed knife.

He was close now. Way too close. Fuck, Harvath said to himself again. Even with subsonic ammo in his suppressed H&K, the 9mm pistol still made a lot of noise. It would sound even louder this close to the house. Somebody was going to hear it. And whoever did was going to come to investigate. Fuck.

I wish someone would discover a way to become invisible.

Base and crafty cowards are like the arrow that flieth in the dark.

There's plenty of life down there. The trouble is, it sees us coming and steps aside.

It had to be tonight and it had to be moonless, because that was the only way a dangerous, borderline-psychotic insertion like this could ever possibly work.