Quotes About Survival

War does not determine who is right — only who is left.

The enemy is anybody who's going to get you killed, no matter which side he is on.

The art of war is of vital importance to the State. It is a matter of life and death, a road either to safety or to ruin. Hence it is a subject of inquiry which can on no account be neglected.

I've lived through a war. I've seen burning corpses on the road side. And yes, I will tell you, peace is the only way out.

In the German tongue, in the Polish townScraped flat by the rollerOf wars, wars, wars ...

That's war. It won't let anyone get away unscathed. I'm sorry about Grete."Verner aka 'Jens'in the novel 'the Informer' by Steen Langstrup

War. War never changes.

I've survived revolution, war, and over a decade on this continent, " the Burgrave reflected. "But by all the ghosts of the hundred emperors, I think fatherhood will finally do me in.

Everyone fights an American war.

Rage wrapped itself around her like a tourniquet, keeping her alive even as it condemned a part of her to atrophy.

War is very cruel, a predatory jungle, and is never the true path of life.

Before the war, she'd never have gone out in the rain and happily stood in it. Now, it was a reminder that she was alive...

That's my secret and my shame. I'm Nona Grey, war is in my veins, and the screams of my enemies are music to me.

The men history declares heroes are merely heroes because they failed to survive their benevolent acts.

This is the first rule of the last war:Trust No One

You never really get the smell of burning flesh out of your nose entirely, no matter how long you live.

Humans and their wars. You call me monster, , but look what you've gone and done to one another! Good riddance to you now and, if I'm lucky, forever. Have your war. I'll have my radish stew.

humans without humanity, a war-torn world for eternity

War had bled color from everything, leaving nothing but a storm of gray.

What had human beings become? Did war make us evil or just activate an evil already lurking within us?

War is catastrophe. It breaks families in irretrievable pieces. But those who are gone are not necessarily lost.

Your daughter, your sister. She is salt to the sea,

What is left of us? … No countries, no cultures, no wars but still no peace. What's at our core, then? What's still squirming in our bones when everything else is stripped?

As a sea is full of drops of liquid, I was but one in the ocean of WarMany are swept ruthlessly into the battering, bashing waves, and only few survive to swim to shore