Quotes About War

But don't they say that all is fair in love and war? I heard that somewhere." "'They?' Who are 'they?'" "I don't know. Just people." "That's what the victorious claim, not the defeated; the powerful, not the powerless. 'All is fair.' 'The end justifies the means.' Is that what you believe?

Evil, unlike good, is constantly at war with those most like itself, and ambition is its spur.

War merely gives people an excuse to indulge themselves further, to murder with impunity. There were wars before it, and there will be wars after it, and in between people will still fight one another and hurt one another and maim one another and betray one another, because that is what they have always done.

God, they were only children when they went off to fight, virgins, and virgin children had no call to be holding guns and firing them at other children. When he looked at his grandchildren, and saw how cosseted and naïve they were despite the air of knowingness that they maintained, he found it impossible to visualize them as he had once been.

We all know that books burn—yet we have the greater knowledge that books cannot be killed by fire. People die, but books never die. . . . In this war, we know, books are weapons. —Franklin Delano Roosevelt (1882–1945)

We all know that books burn – yet we have the greater knowledge that books cannot be killed by fire. People die, but books never die. … In this war, we know, books are weapons. Franklin Delano Roosevelt (1882–1945)

War is eternity jammed into frantic minutes that will fill a lifetime with dreams and nightmares.

There is no morality in war. Morality is the privilege of those judging from the distance. War is only death and destruction.

My grandmother's is the world that dropped the bomb—itself a slick object—so elegantly smooth it managed to slip past American consciousness, past enemy lines.

Soldiers defending a country at war are not subject to the rules of procedure designed for court trials. For example, if a soldier encounters an enemy, under internationally agreed upon rules of war, that soldier can take whatever action is necessary to protect himself and neutralize his enemy, whether it involves capturing and detaining the enemy or killing him on the spot.

And blood in torrents pourIn vain—always in vain,For war breeds war again.

In Yosemite, we see how everyone can inherit the earth. But that gift requires a change of heart, a new intention, a deliberate turning. From now on, we must go forward, back into the world of violence and war, to do our part to end the killing, the suffering, and the ongoing destruction of Mother Earth. Yosemite, along with all of creation, calls us to wake up, stand up, and stop the insane destruction of the earth before it's too late.

Catastrophic climate change is the natural consequence of global systemic violence. That means, it is intimately connected with racism, sexism, classism, militarism, war, nuclear weapons, and every form of violence. If we want to deepen our nonviolence and our conscious oneness with the earth, we have to connect the various facets of systemic violence with environmental destruction so we know what we are up against, what we are resisting, and how broad out creative nonviolence needs to go.

The only way to abolish war is to make peace seem heroic.

War is failure of diplomacy.

I can support going in after Saddam Hussein, but I want to make sure I don't go alone.

If the president is failing to disclose material facts with regard to legislation being presented to the Congress on a question as important as war and peace, I think it does impair the level of trust that the House and the Senate have for this administration.

God employs several translators some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.

Make sure he ain't a dinge, boys.Make sure he ain't a guinea or a kike,how can you tell a guy's a hunredpercent when all you've got's a gunnysack full of bones, bronze buttons stamped with the screaming eagle and a pair of roll puttees?

Drinking is the soldier's pleasure.

Arms, and the man I sing, who, forced by fate,And haughty Juno's unrelenting hate.

The trumpet's loud clangorExcites us to arms.

And, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy.

My experience on 'Jarhead' was life changing.