Quotes About Warfare

If you think about it, Washington's overwhelming power in the world is founded on death, the awesome arsenal for killing people.

This is a generation of men accustomed to warfare, inured to danger and familiar with cruelty.

The boys want us to think the river's polluted. I heard them talking!" "Those creepy jerks!" cried Caroline. "Those jerky creeps!" said Eddie. "This isn't a joke anymore. This is war!

Un foie, deux reins, trois raisons d'utiliser la baïonnette.

harmony that would fittingly imitate the utterances and accents of a brave man who is engaged in warfare or in any enforced business, and who, when he has failed […] confronts fortune with steadfast endurance and repels her strokes

for the man of war must learn the art of number or he will not know how to array his troops, and the philosopher also, because he has to rise out of the sea of change and lay hold of true being, and therefore he must be an arithmetician.

To them, therefore, I assign in my speech the first place, and the second to those who fought and conquered in the sea fights at Salamis and Artemisium; for of them, too, one might have many things to say—of the assaults which they endured by sea and land, and how they repelled them.

But Gedalah had something in mind. He sent four men to collect a dozen pumpkins, and he had them set in the pylons that supported the overhead power line that ran the train, one pumpkin to each pylon. "What are they for?" Mendel asked. "Nothing," Gedaleh said. "They're there to make the Germans wonder why they're there. We've wasted maybe two minutes; they're methodical, they'll waste a lot more.

We pray because our own solutions don't work and because prayer deploys, activates, and fortifies us against the attacks of the enemy. We

There's a sneaky, malicious enemy that you are always in a battle with—even now.

In spiritual warfare, as we detect enemy activity and deploy the various pieces of armor, our prayers need to be fervent and specific, strategic and personal, tied to the specific needs arising at that specific occasion.

I resolved to stop using physical means to fight battles that require spiritual remedies, using instead the power of prayer to do what it's always been designed to do.

Through prayer you'll not only be able to defend yourself from incoming sniper fire but through Almighty God will be able to push into enemy territory and take . . . stuff . . . back.

Strategy 1—Against Your Passion He seeks to dim your whole desire for prayer, dull your interest in spiritual things, and downplay the potency of your most strategic weapons (Eph. 6:10–20).

Stand firm therefore . . . having put on the breastplate of righteousness.—Ephesians 6:14 nasb

You write out your prayers so you "won't forget" . . . won't forget who the real enemy is won't forget the One in whom your hope lies won't forget your real need and dependencies are and later, won't forget the record of how God responds

War is intellect.

Amelie seemed to focus on her again. For a few seconds she regarded her, frowning, and then smiled just a little. So I recall, she said. Not all wars are waged with bullets and swords, indeed. Some are wars of wills and ideas. It's good we both remember that. The smile faded. But not all ideas win the war, and not all wills are strong enough. Darkness can descend so easily.

All this has come about because of the sudden rise and prodigious growth of an industry for the production of man-made or synthetic chemicals with insecticidal properties. This industry is a child of the Second World War. In the course of developing agents of chemical warfare, some of the chemicals created in the laboratory were found to be lethal to insects. The discovery did not come by chance: insects were widely used to test chemicals as agents of death for man.

Ino the course of developing agents of chemical warfare, some of the chemicals created in the laboratory were found to be lethal to insects, The discovery did not come by chance: insects were widely used to test chemicals as agents of death for man.

Sometimes I sit down to dinner with people and I realize there is a massive military machine surrounding us, trying to kill the people I'm having dinner with.

When a leader used his power over the ruled for the purpose of settling scores and inflating his self-esteem, for remaking society according to his own grand designs, class warfare and genocide ensued.

Although traditional weapons killed far more people in the Great War, poison gas gave a new nightmare edge to the fighting.

Tanks were normal. Bombs were normal. Why couldn't eating be normal?