Cavalry Quotes

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Categories: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
no-one-can-stop-you-from-doing-exactly-what-you-want-to-do-if-you-can-accept-that-cavalry-wont-come-if-you-can-be-cavalry-it-gives-you-chance-to-mark-duplass
we-used-to-root-for-indians-against-cavalry-because-we-didnt-think-it-was-fair-in-history-books-that-when-cavalry-won-it-was-great-victory-when-indians-won-it-was-massacre
cavalry-is-useful-before-during-after-battle-napoleon-bonaparte
without-cavalry-battles-are-without-result-napoleon-bonaparte
a-little-caution-outflanks-large-cavalry-otto-von-bismarck
they-have-appearance-horses-they-gallop-along-like-cavalry-joel-24
the-next-day-they-let-cavalry-go-on-with-him-while-they-returned-to-barracks-acts-2332
there-are-not-enough-indians-in-world-to-defeat-seventh-cavalry
if-regulars-are-to-be-put-together-i-believe-they-would-prefer-me-to-other-cavalry-commanders
you-cant-lead-cavalry-if-you-think-that-you-look-funny-riding-horse-john-peers
its-hard-to-lead-a-cavalry-charge-if-you-think-you-look-funny-on-a-horse
before-high-heels-became-a-fashion-accessory-they-were-originally-for-cavalry-men
the-only-true-rule-for-cavalry-is-to-follow-enemy-as-long-as-he-retreats-stonewall-jackson
when-cavalry-arrived-in-caesarea-they-delivered-letter-to-governor-handed-paul-over-to-him-acts-2333
to-fight-aloud-is-brave-but-gallanter-i-know-who-charge-within-bosom-cavalry-woe-emily-dickinson
knights-are-cavalry-bishops-are-archers-rooks-are-cannons-queens-are-wizards-jacob-aagaard
it-is-business-cavalry-to-follow-up-victory-to-prevent-beaten-army-from-rallying-napoleon-bonaparte
a-horse-must-be-bit-mad-to-be-good-cavalry-mount-its-rider-must-be-completely-steven-pressfield
in-tough-times-we-all-hope-for-knights-in-shining-armor-cavalry-to-show-up-effect-change
i-saw-cavalry-captain-buy-vegetable-soup-on-horseback-he-carried-whole-mess-home-in-his-helmet-aristophanes
let-me-make-sure-i-have-this-straight-the-cavalry-just-now-rode-into-town-its-czech-gypsy-pornstar-zombie-killer-have-i-got-that-right-richard-kadrey
most-americans-probably-arent-aware-that-there-was-time-in-this-country-when-tanks-cavalry-were-massed-on-pennsylvania-avenue-to-chase-away-andy-grove
charging-cavalry-flashing-swords-glittering-spears-many-casualties-piles-dead-bodies-without-number-people-stumbling-over-corpses-nahum-33
their-horses-are-swifter-than-leopards-fiercer-than-wolves-at-dusk-their-cavalry-gallops-headlong-their-horsemen-come-from-afar-they-fly-like-vulture-habakkuk-18
it-is-remarkable-that-this-people-though-unarmed-dares-attack-armed-foe-infantry-defy-cavalry-by-their-activity-courage-generally-prove-victors
custer-is-said-to-have-boasted-that-he-could-ride-through-entire-sioux-nation-with-his-seventh-cavalry-he-was-half-right-he-got-halfway-through-vine-deloria-jr
so-i-went-to-governors-transeuphrates-gave-them-kings-letters-the-king-had-also-sent-army-officers-cavalry-with-me-nehemiah-29
and-entice-whomever-them-you-can-with-your-voice-rally-against-them-your-cavalry-your-infantry-share-with-them-in-wealth-children-make-promises-to-them-but-satan-promises-them-no
my-brothers-bullied-me-i-cried-lot-as-kid-it-was-only-defense-i-had-telling-them-to-stop-wouldnt-work-the-crying-would-bring-my-dad-dad-was-my-cavalry
the-american-army-between-world-wars-after-world-war-i-had-virtually-disintegrated-it-was-small-force-given-largely-to-practicing-cavalry-charges-on-rick-atkinson
in-front-us-was-not-line-but-fortress-position-twenty-miles-deep-entrenched-fortified-defended-by-masses-machine-gun-posts-thousands-guns-in-wide-arc-no-chance-for-cavalry
oh-you-dear-companions-electric-bells-stations-song-reapers-butchers-sleigh-regiment-unnumbered-streets-cavalry-bridges-nights-livid-with-alcohol-the-cities-ive-seen-lived-like-m
of-course-no-one-thought-anything-except-attacking-enemy-it-lies-in-instinct-every-german-to-rush-at-enemy-wherever-he-meets-him-particularly-if-he-meets-hostile-cavalry
when-i-arrived-to-study-at-oxford-in-october-1963-bohemian-style-was-black-plastic-leather-jackets-for-women-black-leather-navy-donkey-jackets-for-men-i-stuck-to-cavalry-twills-d
to write home about. Its presence never recognized while life passes by, never stopping to thank you. "Be calm. Just sleep. Let your heavy spirit rest its knees. You've been running for so many years," he says to me. A true inspiration, a light in the dark and distant, I
stop my life to thank you. You have carried me through the storm, through its heavy winds. I stop my life to thank you. Rarely the rare are seen. What's seen as defeat is his philosophy. Better to be a one-man army than a cavalry hurdling the weak. he brings comfort to
the masses in the name of compassion. His merit, his amour, clears the path for the broken down and defeated. To see the masterpiece that's painted in our names. "What we see is not all we believe," he says to me. He will remain. -August Burns Red">rarely-rare-are-seen-in-ocean-chaotic-reality-this-lighthouse-gives-direction-caution-awareness-in-dark-distant-this-man-is-still-seen-his-august-burns-red
{The resolution of the surviving members of the Eleventh Illinois Cavalry, whom Robert Ingersoll was the commander of, at his funeral quoted here} Robert G. Ingersoll is dead. The brave soldier, the unswerving patriot, the true friend, and the distinguished colonel of the old regiment of which we have the honor to be a remanent, sleeps his last sleep. No word of ours, though written in flame, no chaplet that our hands can weave, no testimony that our personal knowledge can bring, will add anything to his fame. The world honors him as the prince of orators in his generation, as its emancipator from manacles and dogmas; philosophy, for his aid in beating back the ghosts of superstition; and we, in addition to these, for our personal knowledge of him, as a man, a soldier, and a friend. We know him as the general public did not. We knew him in the military camp, where he reigned an uncrowned king, ruling with that bright scepter of human benevolence which death alone could wrest from his hand. We had the honor to obey, as we could, his calm but resolute commands at Shiloh, at Corinth, and at Lexington, knowing as we did, that he would never command a man to go where he would not dare to lead the way. We recognize only a small circle who could know more of his manliness and worth than we do. And to such we say: Look up, if you can, through natural tears; try to be as brave as he was, and try to remember - in the midst of grief which his greatest wish for life would have been to help you to bear - that he had no fear of death nor of anything beyond.

Herman E. Kittredge
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[from Some words about 'War and Peace'] For a historian considering the achievement of a certain aim, there are heroes; for the artist treating of a man's relation to all sides of life there cannot and should not be heroes, but there should be men. [... ] The historian has to deal with the results of an event, the artist with the fact of the event. An historian in describing a battle says: 'The left flank of such and such an army was advanced to attack such and such a village and drove out the enemy, but was compelled to retire; then the cavalry, which was sent to attack, overthrew... ' and so on. But these words have no meaning for the artist and do not actually touch on the event itself. Either from his own experience, or from the letters, memoirs, and accounts, the artist realizes a certain event to himself, and very often (to take the example of a battle) the deductions the historian permits himself to make as to the activity of such and such armies prove to be the very opposite of the artist's deductions. The difference of the results arrived at is also to be explained by the sources from which the two draw their information. For the historian (to keep to the case of a battle) the chief source is found in the reports of the commanding officers and the commander-in-chief. The artist can draw nothing from such sources; they tell him nothing and explain nothing to him. More than that: the artist turns away from them as he finds inevitable falsehood in them. To say nothing of the fact that after any battle the two sides nearly always describe it in quite contradictory ways, in every description of a battle there is a necessary lie, resulting from the need of describing in a few words the actions of thousands of men spread over several miles, and subject to most violent moral excitement under the influence of fear, shame and death.

Leo Tolstoy
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A little while ago, I stood by the grave of the old Napoleon-a magnificent tomb of gilt and gold, fit almost for a dead deity-and gazed upon the sarcophagus of rare and nameless marble, where rest at last the ashes of that restless man. I leaned over the balustrade and thought about the career of the greatest soldier of the modern world. I saw him walking upon the banks of the Seine, contemplating suicide. I saw him at Toulon-I saw him putting down the mob in the streets of Paris-I saw him at the head of the army of Italy-I saw him crossing the bridge of Lodi with the tri-color in his hand-I saw him in Egypt in the shadows of the pyramids-I saw him conquer the Alps and mingle the eagles of France with the eagles of the crags. I saw him at Marengo-at Ulm and Austerlitz. I saw him in Russia, where the infantry of the snow and the cavalry of the wild blast scattered his legions like winter's withered leaves. I saw him at Leipsic in defeat and disaster-driven by a million bayonets back upon Paris-clutched like a wild beast-banished to Elba. I saw him escape and retake an empire by the force of his genius. I saw him upon the frightful field of Waterloo, where Chance and Fate combined to wreck the fortunes of their former king. And I saw him at St. Helena, with his hands crossed behind him, gazing out upon the sad and solemn sea. I thought of the orphans and widows he had made-of the tears that had been shed for his glory, and of the only woman who ever loved him, pushed from his heart by the cold hand of ambition. And I said I would rather have been a French peasant and worn wooden shoes. I would rather have lived in a hut with a vine growing over the door, and the grapes growing purple in the kisses of the autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sky-with my children upon my knees and their arms about me-I would rather have been that man and gone down to the tongueless silence of the dreamless dust, than to have been that imperial impersonation of force and murder, known as 'Napoleon the Great.

Robert G. Ingersoll
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About his madmen Mr. Lecky was no more certain. He knew less than the little to be learned of the causes or even of the results of madness. Yet for practical purposes one can imagine all that is necessary. As long as maniacs walk like men, you must come close to them to penetrate so excellent a disguise. Once close, you have joined the true werewolf. Pick for your companion a manic-depressive, afflicted by any of the various degrees of mania - chronic, acute, delirious. Usually more man than wolf, he will be instructive. His disorder lies in the very process of his thinking, rather than in the content of his thought. He cannot wait a minute for the satisfaction of his fleeting desires or the fulfillment of his innumerable schemes. Nor can he, for two minutes, be certain of his intention or constant in any plan or agreement. Presently you may hear his failing made manifest in the crazy concatenation of his thinking aloud, which psychiatrists call "flight of ideas." Exhausted suddenly by this riotous expense of speech and spirit, he may subside in an apathy dangerous and morose, which you will be well advised not to disturb. Let the man you meet be, instead, a paretic. He has taken a secret departure from your world. He dwells amidst choicest, most dispendious superlatives. In his arm he has the strength to lift ten elephants. He is already two hundred years old. He is more than nine feet high; his chest is of iron, his right leg is silver, his incomparable head is one whole ruby. Husband of a thousand wives, he has begotten on them ten thousand children. Nothing is mean about him; his urine is white wine; his faeces are always soft gold. However, despite his splendor and his extraordinary attainments, he cannot successfully pronounce the words: electricity, Methodist Episcopal, organization, third cavalry brigade. Avoid them. Infuriated by your demonstration of any accomplishment not his, he may suddenly kill you. Now choose for your friend a paranoiac, and beware of the wolf! His back is to the wall, his implacable enemies are crowding on him. He gets no rest. He finds no starting hole to hide him. Ten times oftener than the Apostle, he has been, through the violence of the unswerving malice which pursues him, in perils of waters, in perils of robbers, in perils of his own countrymen, in perils by the heathen, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea, in perils among false brethren, in weariness and painfulness, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness. Now that, face to face with him, you simulate innocence and come within his reach, what pity can you expect? You showed him none; he will certainly not show you any. Lighten our darkness, we beseech thee, 0 Lord; and by thy great mercy defend us from all the perils and dangers of this night; for the love of thy only Son, our Saviour, Jesus Christ. Amen. Mr. Lecky's maniacs lay in wait to slash a man's head half off, to perform some erotic atrocity of disembowelment on a woman. Here, they fed thoughtlessly on human flesh; there, wishing to play with him, they plucked the mangled Tybalt from his shroud. The beastly cunning of their approach, the fantastic capriciousness of their intention could not be very well met or provided for. In his makeshift fort everywhere encircled by darkness, Mr. Lecky did not care to meditate further on the subject.

James Gould Cozzens
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