Quotes About Warfare

I took out my grenade and put my fingers inside the pin. 'Do you boys want this to be your last meal, or do you want to answer his question?

War ... has become impossible, except at the price of suicide.

The increase in the artillery of all armies, the improvement of ammunition, the adoption of smokeless powder and of new explosives, the improvement in tactics, all these must lead to such great losses in the artillery service that their action will be paralyzed, or the losses in the armies will become so tremendous that war itself will be impossible.

And as in the opinion of many authorities the last word concerning explosives has not yet been said, in the war of the future, especially if it should take place some years from now, explosives of such strength will be employed that the concentration of armies in the open field, or even under the cover of fortifications, will be almost impossible, so that the apparatus of war prepared at the present time may prove itself useless.

The young man of leadership caliber will work while others waste time, study while others snooze, pray while others daydream. Slothful habits are overcome, whether in thought, deed, or dress. The emerging leader eats right, stands tall, and prepares himself to wage spiritual warfare

Boldness is a great virtue, but it does not begin on the battlefield or in the midst of a great conflict. Our boldness must begin in our prayer life.

If the radiance of a thousand suns Were to burst at once into the sky That would be like the splendour of the Mighty One... I am become Death, The shatterer of worlds. [ Quoted from the Bhagavad Gita after the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki .]

Como sabéis, conocí a vuestro padre, majestad. Pero he de deciros que creo que preferiría teneros a vos a mi lado en el campo de batalla.

Code of the Grunt: Do not fuck with Buddha. He may be just another gook but he knows all about payback. When you catch a break in a firefight consider it a wakeup call. Buddha is reminding you that close counts with horseshoes and hand grenades.

When armies begin to move and flags wave and slogans pop up watch out little guy because it's somebody else's chestnuts in the fire not yours. It's words you're fighting for and you're not making an honest deal your life for something better. You're being noble and after you're killed the thing you traded your life for won't do you any good and chances are it won't do anybody else any good either.

Somewhere it is being prepared.Somewhere deep in the heart of Germany the shell is being made.Some German girl is polishing it right now polishing it and cleaning it and fitting the charge into it. It glistens in the factory light and it has a number and the number is mine. I have a date with the shell. We shall meet soon.

The distinction between Trade and Warfare is seen only by those who have no experience of either.? -Heironymo Sondar, House Sondar

It remains a sad truth of the Imperium that virtually no veteran ever comes back from fighting its wars intact. Combat alone shreds nerves and shatters bodies. But the horrors of the warp, and of foul xenos forms like the tyranid, steal sanity forever, and leave veterans fearing the shadows, and the night and, sometimes, the nature of their friends and neighbours, for the rest of their lives.

Aleuton sat back and sighed. 'Eight days ago. They're getting hammered. Twenty-two engines, that's all Macaroth allowed us to keep here as a standing defence. The enemy has at least seven times that power.' He reached over and picked up a sheaf of black-edged papers. 'You see these? Death notices. Eight of them. Eight engines dead. What does that tell you?

I am Alpharius

Climb a mountain of bodies under heavy fire to a dead end. Why would we do that, sir? Because the Emperor tells you to.

The distinction between trade and warfare is seen only by those who have no experience of either.

The levelling glories of field artillery,' he said, 'beneath which all things are rendered equal.

Through the green imaging of his visor, Loken saw armoured men with energy weapons ranged against them in the lower courses of the palace.

All right. Then will you let me walk the daeda waeg with you? Will you let me help you make the blood toll?' Eszrah nodded. 'Good, then.' Side by side, they clambered down through the rocks onto the desert floor. 'How many of them do we have to kill?' Mkoll asked. 'To make the blood toll, I mean?' Eszrah grinned. 'All of them, soule,' he said.

It starts raining main battle tanks.

A weapon doesn't question who it kills, or why. That isn't the point of weapons.

What a profoundly bleak and inhospitable cosmos you inhabit, colonel-commissar. No wonder you fight so much.

The grenade exploded. 'You see?' said Thonius. 'You see how thinking works?' But the dreadnought wasn't finished. The blast had split its belly plates, but it was still moving, still striding, still firing. Thonius shrugged. 'Okay... we're dead.