“You probably think battles are won with cannons and brave speeches and fearless charges." She smoothed her skirts as she spoke. "They're not. Wars are won by dint of having adequate shoe leather. They're won by boys who make shells in munition factories, by supply trains shielded from enemy eyes. Wars are won by careful attendance to boring detail. If you wait to see the cavalry charge, Your Grace, you'll have already lost.”
“In battle, if you you make your opponent flinch, you have already won.”
“The battle for popularity is won, but the war for respect as a whole person is lost.”
“Battles are sometimes won by generals; wars are nearly always won by sergeants and privates.”
“They won the war but lost the peace,”
“Wait, I got it. We, uh, won the battle and lost the war, or was it the other way around? 'Cause around here, it's hard to tell sometimes.”