Abraham Lincoln Quotes

Some made the ultimate sacrifice. The rest of us were lucky.

I would like America to remember those who have served and those that we've lost and their families.

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow: In Flanders fields.

We have long honored those who gave their lives during the unfortunate reality of war.

It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.

It's always the old to lead us to the war It's always the young to fall Now look at all we've won with the sabre and the gun Tell me is it worth it all.

I know the pride of carrying our nation's flag abroad - and I have felt the grief of burying too many friends beneath that flag at home.

I hope the families of those who perished on the U.S.S. Oklahoma will find comfort and peace in knowing their loved ones' service in defense of our Nation helped in the ultimate fight to protect our liberty.

With the tears a Land hath shed. Their graves should ever be green.

Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave.

They sent forth men to battle, But no such men return; And home, to claim their welcome, Come ashes in an urn

Today we bury his remains in the earth as a seed of immortality. Our hearts are full of sadness, yet at the same time of joyful hope and profound gratitude.

I'll never forget the first time I saw someone who had died. It was my grandfather. And I knelt next to his coffin. And all I could do was eye level was look at his hands. They were enormous hands. And all I could think was, 'Those hands dug freedom for me.'

It's always the generals with the bloodiest records who are the first to shout what a hell it is. And it's always the war widows who lead the Memorial Day parades.

At a family's most difficult time, I want to make sure at a minimum that they have the very basic of comforts: the ability to grieve their loss privately and the knowledge that their country is grateful for their loved one's sacrifice and service.

I honored the fallen enemy by placing a stone on his beautiful grave.

I have two brothers buried in the military cemetery in Texas. I don't want to see any more of that.

America's fighting men and women sacrifice much to ensure that our great nation stays free. We owe a debt of gratitude to the soldiers that have paid the ultimate price for this cause, as well as for those who are blessed enough to return from the battlefield unscathed.

I was drafted when I was 17, and I spent two years, and I lost a friend in war.

As one who participated in all the wars of the state of Israel, I saw the horror of wars. I saw the fear of wars. I saw my best friends being killed in battles. I was seriously injured twice.

I picked up the writing on the very day he died. It was the only consolation I could find.

Military cemeteries in every corner of the world are silent testimony to the failure of national leaders to sanctify human life.

All gave some. Some gave all. Some stood true for the red, white and blue. Some had to fall. Some gave all

The soldier going down and the cause of freedom never dies—immortality is his.

They serve so that we don't have to. They offer to give up their lives so that we can be free. It is, remarkably, their gift to us. And all they ask for in return is that we never send them into harm's way unless it is absolutely necessary. Will they ever trust us again?