Quotes About Peace

Peace can be agreed around the conference table, but unless it grows in ordinary hearts and minds, it does not last. It may not even begin

If we cannot create peace or justice or compassion within the family we will be unable to do so within the nation or the world. Not until Joseph forgives his brothers and is reconciled with them can the story move on to the larger canvas of history.

Being with him made my brain quiet. I didn't have to invent a thing.

It's so beautiful at this hour. The sun is low, the shadows are long, the air is cold and clean. You won't be awake for another five hours, but I can't help feeling that we're sharing this clear and beautiful morning.

When I heard your organization was recording testimonies, I knew I had to come. She died in my arms, saying 'I don't want to die.' That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.

I loved having a dad who was smarter than the New York Times , and I loved how my cheek could feel the hairs on his chest through his T-shirt, and how he always smelled like shaving, even at the end of the day. Being with him made my brain quiet. I didn't have to invent a thing.

How beautiful is forgetting! What relief it would be for the world to lose some of its contents.

That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.

There's a Hasidic proverb: 'While we pursue happiness, we flee from contentment.'" Jacob

There are many premium writers, yes? Tolstoy, yes? He wrote War , and also Peace , which are both premium books.

Nobody likes war not even those who survive it, not even the winners.

Being with him made my brain quiet.

We go on killing each other to no purpose! It is war waged by humanity against humanity, and it will only end when there's no one left to fight!

Once upon a time there was a person whose life was so good there was no story to tell about it.

I will walk without noise and I will open the door in darkness and I will

We were not rich, but there was nothing we wanted. From my bedroom window I watched the world. And I was safe from the world.

Do you know that I am the Gypsy girl and you are Safran, and that I am Kolker and you are Brod, and that I am your grandmother and you are Grandfather, and that I am Alex and you are you, and that I am you and you are me? Do you not comprehend that we can bring each other safety and peace? When we were under the stars in Trachimbrod, did you not feel it then? Do not present not-truths to me. Not to me.

She died in my arms saying, "I don't want to die." That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we could never have war anymore.

The end of the world has come often, and continues to often come. Unforgiving, unrelenting, bringing darkness upon darkness, the end of the world is something we have become well acquainted with, habitualized, made into a ritual. It is our religion to try to forget it in its absence, make peace with it when it is undeniable, and return its embrace when it finally comes for us, as it always does.

Golda Meir had told Anwar Sadat: "We can forgive you for killing our children, but we will never forgive you for making us kill yours.

La seule dichotomie qui compte est celle qui sépare ceux qui agissent de ceux qui ne font rien. [...] Nous exagérons dramatiquement le rôle de ceux qui refusent les conclusions de la science parce que cela permet à ceux qui les acceptent de se sentir en paix avec eux-mêmes, sans pour autant nous mettre au défi d'agir en utilisant le savoir que nous avons intégré.

War! We go on killing each other to no purpose! It is war waged by humanity against humanity, and it will only end when there's no one left to fight.

We made safe places in the apartment where you could go and not exist.

He slid out drawers from the cabinet and pulled cards from the drawers, one after another. 'Henry Kissinger: war!''' 'Ornette Coleman: music!' 'Che Guevara: war!' 'Jeff Bezos: money!' 'Philip Guston: art!' 'Mahatma Gandhi: war!' 'But he was a pacifist', I said. 'Right! War!