Quotes About Military

I went to military college in Canada and graduated as an officer in the Navy but also as an engineer.

Surely such phantoms could rap and knock upon the tables of German military personnel, scattering schemes as they plotted, and thenceforth frightening them into submission without further need for bloodshed.

Not only did the Normans bring with them new forms of architecture and fortifications, new military techniques, a new ruling elite and a new language of government; they also imported a new set of attitudes and morals, which impinged on everything from warfare to politics to religion to law and even the status of the peasantry. More of these changes could be grouped under the heading 'national identity.' The Conquest matters, in short, because it altered what it meant to be English,

Legionary fortresses, each capable of accommodating thousands of men,

was massive – something like 50,000 men, over ten per cent of the entire imperial army.

Fear and debt. The two most powerful tools of empire... Most everybody thinks military might is the driver of empire, but war's important because it--and the threat of it--instills fear. People are terrified into parting with their money. They take on more debt... Whether we owe money or favors, debt shackles us. That's why the economic hit man approach is so effective. More so than war.

I'm raising jailbait in a valley full of horny soldiers; it is never too early to start drinking.

The U.S. started to go downhill when it changed from a round designed to kill our enemies to one designed to piss them off.

Inside the tree line, she pulled a pair of starlight goggles over her head. They were military issue, and she'd had to pay nine thousand dollars for them six years before. With the goggles over her eyes, the world turned green and speckled: but she could see.

around the pistol grip of the M-15.

There has never been a military in the entire history of the human race that has gone to war equipped with more than the least that it needs to fight its enemy. War is expensive. It costs money and it costs lives and no civilization has an infinite amount of either. So when you fight, you conserve. You use and equip only as much as you have to, never more.

I served with that son of a bitch, Corporal. Ruiz wouldn't compliment his mother for giving birth to him, if you know what I mean.

It's not that Seaborg disliked Harvey, but after a couple of combat drops with the 2nd Platoon one got the sense that if you didn't like things to explode unnecessarily around you, you would want to stay well clear of Daniel Harvey.

I did two things on my seventy-fifth birthday. I visited my wife's grave. Then I joined the army.

I did two things on my seventy-fifth birthday. I visited my wife's grave. Then I joined the army.

Your friend Leon certainly didn't join to be in the military - he can't stand the people we will protect. People join because they're not ready to die and they don't want to be old. They join because life on Earth isn't interesting past a certain age. Or they join to see someplace new before they die. That's why I joined, you know. I'm not joining to fight or be young again. I just want to see what it's like to be somewhere else .

in thirty years of service there has yet to be an MP-35 that has malfunctioned. This is because, unlike your dipshit military scientists on Earth, we can build a weapon that works! Your job is not to fuck with your weapon; your job is to fire your weapon. Trust your weapon, it is almost certainly smarter than you are. Remember this and you may yet live.

We're not military," Sharan said. "And I'm sure that will make a huge difference to whoever is attacking the base," Cainen said, and offered the gun to Sharan.

The CDF doesn't operate on-planet

You may additionally tell him that Master Sergeant Antonio Ruiz has declared that you are not nearly the dipshit that most of your fellow recruits have turned out to be." "Thank you, Master Sergeant." "Don't let it go to your head, Private. You are still a dipshit. Just not a very big one." "Of course, Master Sergeant.

They say a good soldier fights a battle, never a war. That's for civilians.

What branch do you want to go in?" "I don' give a god-damn," said Pilon jauntily. "I guess we need men like you in the infantry." And Pilon was written so. He turned then to Big Joe, and the Portagee was getting sober. "Where do you want to go?" "I want to go home," Big Joe said miserably. The sergeant put him in the infantry too.

The dirty romans are forming up for calvery.

Besides, as Cyrus became more military, his wife learned the only technique through which a soldier can survive. She never made herself noticeable, never spoke unless spoken to, performed what was expected and no more, and tried for no promotions. She became a rear rank private. It was much easier that way. Alice retired to the background until she was barely visible at all.