Quotes About War

To be a good reporter, writing about war, you have to write about the people. It's not about the tanks or the RPGs or military strategy. It's always about the effect war has on civilians, on society, and how it disrupts and destroys lives.

The Nazis saw the educational system in the first place as a means for inculcating the young with their own view of the world, still more as a means of training and preparing them for war.

War is like any other bad relationship. Of course you want out, but at what price? And perhaps more importantly, once you get out, will you be any better off?" - Quellcrist Falconer

Besides, do you think you would have come if I'd just popped into your tattoo shop one night around closing and said, 'Hello, I'm the Prince of Darkness. Think you could help me out with a little war next Tuesday, say, sixish?

I wander back to Musicals and wonder for a minute if Janet would like something stupid like Xanadu or Roller Boogie. But I shove them back into the display bin because I don't want to die of a disco aneurysm. I grab Urgh! A Music War, but put that back too.

I've done a lot of questionable things in my time, but I never actually mugged anybody. Not that this was technically a mugging. Brad Pitt here attacked me. In another time, helping myself to this guy's gear would just fall under the heading of "Spoils of War." Besides, I need this stuff. I'm back with nothing. No friends that I know of and no real plan.

Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind,That from the nunneryOf thy chaste breast and quiet mind,To war and arms I fly.

To Lucasta, Going to the Wars Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As thou too shalt adore; I could not love thee, Dear, so much, Loved I not Honour more.

No event in American history is more misunderstood than the Vietnam War. It was misreported then, and it is misremembered now.

As this long and difficult war ends, I would like to address a few special words to the American people: Your steadfastness in supporting our insistence on peace with honor has made peace with honor possible.

During the Second World War a giant puffball was found under an oak tree in Kent, and was suspected of being a new kind of bomb (later it was labelled 'Hitler's Secret Weapon' and put on exhibition to raise funds for the war effort).

To me, a Purple Heart is not a badge of honor. To be blunt about it, I've always considered them enemy marksmanship medals and I'm happy not to have ever "won" one.

Great Carthage drove three wars. After the first one it was still powerful. After the second one it was still inhabitable. After the third one it was no longer possible to find her.

As this long and difficult war ends, I would like to address a few special words to ... the American people Your steadfastness in supporting our insistence on peace with honor has made peace with honor possible. (On the Vietnam War)

Tonight-to you, the great silent majority of my fellow Americans-I ask for your support. (On his Vietnam War policy)

We are all in it together. This is a war. We take a few shots and it will be over. We will give them a few shots and it will be over.

You're so goddamned concerned about the civilians, and I don't give a damn. to Secretary of State Henry Kissinger on civilian casualties in Vietnam

the twentieth century.

We must never forget that if the war in Vietnam is lost the right of free speech will be extinguished throughout the world.

The President can bomb anybody he likes.

My father served in Vietnam. When I was young he told me that everyone needs an emotional foxhole. A place to hide when life's storms hit.

Some of those demonstrations were over the Vietnam War. Some were over racial or gender inequality.

National loyalties overcame class loyalties, a fact not lost on ambitious demagogues like Benito Mussolini and Adolf Hitler, who would rise to power after the war on platforms that fused socialism and nationalism.

You don't write about the horrors of war. No. You write about a kid's burnt socks lying in the road.