Whoever wants to spend a day in a cannonball crater, let him go to hell! The German devils will find his head sooner or later. My men don't dig cat ear holes, and I don't want them to. Pussy holes will only slow the offense. We must continue to attack and not give the enemy time to dig cat ears. Sooner or later we will win, but victory will come only if we keep fighting and are braver than the enemy. Not only are we going to kill those bastards, but we're going to take their guts out to lubricate our tank tracks. We want the dead German devils to pile up into mountains and rivers of blood. War is inherently bloody and brutal. You don't make your enemies bleed, they make you bleed. Open their stomachs and shoot them in the chest. You'll know what to do if a cannonball explodes next to you, blowing dust off your face, and when you wipe it and discover that it's actually the fuzzy flesh and blood of your best friend! I don't want to hear reports saying, "We're holding our ground." We're not holding any heck positions. Let the German devils stick to it. We're going to be on the offensive all the time, and we're not interested in anything but the enemy's eggs. We have to hold the eggs of our enemies and beat them to the core. Our basic operational plan is to move forward and move forward, whether to crawl under the enemy or drill through them. We have to be as persistent as squeezing goose intestines or trumpet shit, so pervasive!
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