The brave soldiers die. The cowards survive and write the history.
I thought if I loved you enough I could change you. I was so stupid.
Remember. Observe, assess and act. No hesitation. No remorse.
Those are the same vests our soldiers are being issued.
The more primitive weapons teach what soldiers are supposed to do with the modern weapon.
Never let your memories be greater than your dreams.
You are always sending us to our deaths. We’re soldiers, it is what we do.
An army is a miniature of the society which produces it.
Bein’ a soldier is not hard. If it was, soldiers would not be able to do it.