“Freemasonry embraces the highest moral laws and will bear the test of any system of ethics or philosophy ever promulgated for the uplift of man.”

Americans never quit.

Competitive sports keep alive in us a spirit and vitality. Sports teach the strong to know when they are weak and the brave to face themselves when they are afraid; to be proud and unbowed in defeat, and yet humble and gentle in victory.

Years wrinkle the skin. Giving up wrinkles the soul.

No physical courage and no brute instincts can take the place of the divine annunciation and spiritual gift which will alone sustain him.

I address you with neither rancor nor bitterness in the fading twilight of life, with but one purpose in mind: to serve my country.

So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer and courage, so long are you young. When your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then, and then only, are you grown old. And then, indeed as the ballad says, you just fade away

I am concerned for the security of our great Nation; not so much because of any threat from without, but because of the insidious forces working from within.

I’ve looked that old scoundrel death in the eye many times but this time I think he has me on the ropes.

Preparedness is the key to success and victory.

The entire world lies quietly at peace. The holy mission has been completed. And in reporting this to you, the people, I speak for the thousands of silent lips, forever stilled among the jungles and the beaches and in the deep waters of the Pacific which marked the way.

Part of the American dream is to live long and die young. Only those Americans who are willing to die for their country are fit to live.

Rules are mostly made to be broken and are too often for the lazy to hide behind.

Security lies in our ability to produce.

Beware not the enemy from ‘without’ but the enemy from ‘within’.

Even the lesson of victory itself brings with it profound concern, both for our future security and the survival of civilization. The destructiveness of the war potential, through progressive advances in scientific discovery, has in fact now reached a point which revises the traditional concepts of war.

In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.