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

Have a good plan, execute it violently, and do it today.

Age wrinkles the body. Quitting wrinkles the soul.

I have every confidence in the ultimate success of our joint cause; but success in modern war requires something more than courage and a willingness to die: it requires careful preparation.

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.

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’.

But my lord, when we addressed this issue a few years ago, didn’t you argue the other side?” He said, “That’s true, but when I get more evidence I sometimes change my mind. What do you do?

The media must be used effectively to reach the masses. You have to find a new language in which to address the people and demonstrate what is possible.

I address you with neither rancor nor bitterness in the fading twilight of life, with but one purpose in mind: to serve my country. The issues are global and so interlocked that to consider the problems of one sector, oblivious to those of another, is but to court disaster for the whole.

In an expanding universe, time is on the side of the outcast. Those who once inhabited the suburbs of human contempt find that without changing their address they eventually live in the metropolis.

There’s nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book.

For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.

Beauty addresses itself chiefly to sight, but there is a beauty for the hearing too.

No wind serves him who addresses his voyage to no certain port.