“You should never be so involved with your position/job that when the position is gone your entire self image is gone with it.”

There are no secrets to success. It is the result of preparation, hard work, and learning from failure.

Endeavors succeed or fail because of the people involved.

Leadership is all about people. It is not about organizations. It is not about plans. It is not about strategies. It is all about people-motivating people to get the job done. You have to be people-centered.

You can be sure that the American spirit will prevail over this tragedy.

A mirror reflects a man’s face, but what he is really like is shown by the kind of friends he chooses.

What could be more important than equipping the next generation with the character and competence they need to become successful

The commander in the field is always right and the rear echelon is wrong, unless proved otherwise.

I think whether you’re having setbacks or not, the role of a leader is to always display a winning attitude.

When you wrestle with a pig, he has fun, and you just end up dirty.

We can seldom get our children to do what we tell them, but they almost never fail to imitate us.

Don’t take counsel of your fears or naysayers.

Treat people kindly. When you are kind to somebody and I don’t mean necessarily “buddy-buddy”, just show kindness and consideration. Show that people are worthy and you respect them and you are glad they’re with you.

Fit no stereotypes. Don’t chase the latest management fads. The situation dictates which approach best accomplishes the team’s mission.

The day soldiers stop bringing you their problems is the day you have stopped leading them.

If everybody trusts one another, then the person who didn’t prevail will faithfully execute the decision as if it was their idea.

We are not trapped in what the science of management says we can do. We are capable of doing what the art of leadership says is possible.

A great city, whose image dwells in the memory of man, is the type of some great idea. Rome represents conquest;

The first magic of love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

Imagine a world in which there is no time. Only images.

There are certain nights you and your image just aren’t in the same bed.

Think what evil creeps liberals would be if their plans to enfeeble the individual, exhaust the economy, impede the rule of law, and cripple national defense were guided by a coherent ideology instead of smug ignorance.

By an image we hold on to our lost treasures, but it is the wrenching loss that forms the image, composes, binds the bouquet.

But what is the past? Could it be, the firmness of the past is just illusion? Could the past be a kaleidoscope, a pattern of images that shift with each disturbance of a sudden breeze, a laugh, a thought? And if the shift is everywhere, how would we know?

By means of an image we are often able to hold on to our lost belongings. But it is the desperateness of losing which picks the flowers of memory, binds the bouquet.