It is in the compelling zest of high adventure and of victory, and in creative action, that man finds his supreme joys.

Are wars... anything but the means whereby a nation's problems are set, where creation is stimulated / there you have adventure. But there is no adventure in heads-or-tails, in betting that the toss will come out of life or death. War is not an adventure. It is a disease. It is like typhus.

War is not an adventure. It is a disease. It is like typhus.

The time for action is now. It's never too late to do something.

True happiness comes from the joy of deeds well done, the zest of creating things new.

He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.