Quotes About War

What this planet needs is more mistletoe and less missile-talk.

Every man's sword shall be against his brother.

The Lord is a man of war.

Remember the Maine!

Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident.

I saw a film today, oh boy.The English army had just won the war.A crowd of people turned away.But I just had to look,Having read the book.I'd love to turn you on.

Thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.How are the mighty fallen, and the weapons of war perished!

He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men.

Treason against the United States, shall consist only in levying war against them, or in adhering to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort. No person shall be convicted of treason unless on the testimony of two witnesses to the same overt act, or on confession in open court.

A consultant is a man sent in after the battle to bayonet the wounded.

How come the most natural things in the world are the most difficult to come by....it is the most natural,beautiful, self-enhancing and intoxicatingly breathtaking acts of nature that we humans take for granted at times-as our complexities and complicated human minds do not allow us to act as naturally as we were born to,but turn peace into war,love into suffering,pleasure into pain and the natural into the forgotten!

Tourists are terrorists with cameras. Terrorists are tourists with guns.

Deus vult [God wills it].

Yes, anarchy is order, government is civil war.

In Mangando and Marimbanguengo, I saw the full misery and evil of the war, the pointlessness of it all, in the soldiers' eyes, like those of wounded birds, in their state of despair and abandon, in the second lieutenant in shorts sprawled on the table, the stray dogs gobbling up leftovers on the parade ground, the flag hanging from the flag­pole like a limp penis, I saw it in the twenty-year-old men sitting in the shade in silence, like old men in parks...

James Hilton, who had himself endured an almost equally amazing mass enthusiasm, referred in a radio talk to Mr. Winton's admirable "Threenody." This sent thousands scurrying to the Oxford English Dictionary, and set other thousands writing indignantly to their pet radio editors. Fifty-three per cent of these managed an indirect reference to England's war debt.

Americans will listen, but they do not care to read. War and Peace must wait for the leisure of retirement, which never really comes: meanwhile it helps to furnish the living room. Blockbusting fiction is bought as furniture. Unread, it maintains its value. Read, it looks like money wasted. Cunningly, Americans know that books contain a person, and they want the person, not the book.

Before people crow about the absence of Weapons of Mass Destruction, I suggest they wait a bit.

War is a bazaar where lives are traded like any other commodity: chocolate or bullets or parachute silk.

A shell screams over the house. He thinks: I only want to sit here with her for a thousand hours.

It was hard to live through the early 1940s in France and not have the war be the center from which the rest of your life spiraled. Marie-Laure still cannot wear shoes that are too large, or smell a boiled turnip, without experiencing revulsion. Neither can she listen to lists of names. Soccer team rosters, citations at the end of journals, introductions at faculty meetings – always they seem to her some vestige of the prison lists that never contained her father's name.

And as he looked, turning the leaf over and back, Aethon saw that the cities on both sides of the page, the dark ones and the bright ones, were one and the same, that there is no peace without war, no life without death, and he was afraid.

Time: the most violent war engine of all.

Tucked between the last two pages, she finds an old sealed envelope. He has written For Frederick across the front. Frederick: the bunkmate Werner used to write about, the boy who loved birds. He sees what other people don't. What the war did to dreamers.