Quotes About War

Most of the time, that is what it feels like here, far away from the war, in the still heart of the tornado. So peaceful, the streets; so tranquil, so orderly; yet underneath the deceptively placid surfaces, a tremor, like that near a high-voltage power line. We're stretched thin, all of us; we vibrate; we quiver, we're always on the alert. Reign of terror, they used to say, but terror does not exactly reign. Instead it paralyzes. Hence the unnatural quiet.

homelessness is a nationality now. Somehow the war never ended after all, it just broke up into pieces and got scattered, it gets in everywhere, you can't shut it out. Killing is endless now, it's an industry, there's money in it, and the good side and the bad side are pretty hard to tell apart.

Where there are wars, there will be crows, the carrion-fanciers. And ravens too, the warbirds, the eyeball gourmands. And vultures, the holy birds of yore, old connoisseurs of rot.

The personal is not political, thinks Tony: the personal is military. War is what happens when language fails.

We must all make sacrifices in order to help other people," she said in a soothing tone. "Men must make sacrifices in war, and women must make sacrifices in other ways. That is how things are divided.

The war at Troy seemed to grow in song, poetry, and story all the while. As it faded from living memory, it grew larger and larger. Men claimed descent from one or the other of the heroes, or, failing that, anyone who had fought in the war, which now assumed the stature of a clash between the gods and the titans.

Anxiety-neurosis had been observed in soldiers in World War I, but once a soldier was removed from the stress of combat, symptoms generally disappeared.

As the Prussian Minister of War, General Erich von Falkenhayn, said on August 4 as the war became a general one: "Even if we will perish, it was nice."10

La moda, la comida, la diversión, los viajes, todo se regulaba en aras del esfuerzo de guerra.

La guerra no es una aberración, algo que es mejor olvidar lo antes posible.

China. The Kaiser had temporarily

La posibilidad de librar una guerra y la evolución de la sociedad humana forman parte del mismo relato.

Mis dos abuelos estuvieron en la Primera Guerra Mundial, como médicos; el galés con el Ejército Indio en Galípoli y en Mesopotamia, y el canadiense en el frente occidental. Mi padre y mis cuatro tíos combatieron en la Segunda Guerra Mundial.

La violencia no es guerra a menos que se lleve a cabo en nombre de una unidad política […]".

La guerra –violencia organizada con un propósito entre dos unidades políticas– se fue volviendo más elaborada cuando desarrollamos sociedades sedentarias establecidas y ayudó a que estas fueran más organizadas y poderosas. De

Las pruebas arqueológicas e históricas apuntan resueltamente hacia Hobbes y hacia la guerra como parte integral y duradera de la experiencia humana.

retreat to Dunkirk. I didn't hear for nearly

It's a curse - this not wanting to look on naked realities. Until the war, life was never more real to me than a shadow show on a curtain. And I preferred it so. I do not like the outlines of things to be too sharp. I like them gently blurred, a little hazy.

Scarlett's mind went back through the years to the still hot noon at Tara when grey smoke curled above a blue-clad body and Melanie stood at the top of the stairs with Charles' sabre in her hand. Scarlett remembered that she had thought at the time: 'How silly! Melly couldn't even heft that sword!' But now she knew that had the necessity arisen, Melanie would have charged down those stairs and killed the Yankee - or been killed herself.

War and marriage and childbirth had passed over her without touching any deep chord within her and she was unchanged.

Most of the misery of the world has been caused by wars. And when the wars were over, no one ever knew what they were all about.

It's a curse—this not wanting to look on naked realities. Until the war, life was never more real to me than a shadow show on a curtain. And I preferred it so. I did not like the outlines of things to be too sharp. I like them gently blurred, a little hazy... In other words, Scarlett, I am a coward.

Until the war, life was never more real to me than a shadow show on a curtain. And I preferred it so. I do not like the outlines of things to be too sharp. I like them gently blurred, a little hazy.

I wonder if they know they are fighting for a cause that was lost the minute the first shot as fired.