Quotes About War

Yes, they are getting ready for another war. Why shouldn't they? It pays high dividends. But what does it profit the masses? What does it profit the men who are killed? What does it profit the men who are maimed? What does it profit their mothers and sisters, their wives and their sweethearts? What does it profit their children? What does it profit anyone except the very few to whom war means huge profits?

The active pacifists, however, are not of this class: they are not men without impulsive force but men in whom some impulse to which war is hostile is strong enough to overcome the impulses that lead to war.

It is no longer taboo to say that President Roosevelt required Pearl Harbor to drag a war-weary American public into supporting another World War. Discussion of FDR's foreknowledge of the Japanese attack is not only the subject of books by respected historians, but of documentaries on cable television.

A sword age, a wind age, a wolf age. No longer is there mercy among men.

Neither in war nor yet at law ought any man to use every way of escaping death. For often in battle there is no doubt that if a man will throw away his arms, and fall on his knees before his pursuers, he may escape death; and in other dangers there are other ways of escaping death, if a man is willing to say and do anything. The difficulty, my friends, is not in avoiding death, but in avoiding unrighteousness; for that runs faster than death.

Two things greater than all the things are.On is love and the other is war.

This earth is hard symmetry This earth of feverish war This earth inflamed with hate

I could not let power win. . . Other remarkable things had to happen now, a whole string of remarkable things, one after another until the war was won. I was small, and I'd only done one small thing, really: but still it was a mighty thing. Mightier than what power was doing, with its bombs and guns. It was something great. It was enough.

The facts of life are that a child who has seen war cannot be compared with a child who doesn't know what war is except from television.

Truth is the first casualty of war.

War never takes a wicked man by chance, the good man always.

War never slays a bad man in its course,But the good always!

La guerre était folie ? Sam disait que la paix devait l'être aussi. Il fallait justement proposer l'inconcevable.

Busty' Roberts had joined the Royal Artillery in 1914 and since then had steadily risen to the rank of Gunner. Now the crunch: someone with a perverted sense of humour made him a Lance Bombardier. Roberts went insane with power. The war now consisted of two people, him and Hitler.

Roberts had joined the Royal Artillery in 1914 and since then had steadily risen to the rank of Gunner. Now the crunch: someone with a perverted sense of humour made him a Lance Bombardier. Roberts went insane with power. The war now consisted of two people, him and Hitler.

The die was cast. It was a proud day for the Milligan family as I was taken from the house. "I'm too young to go," I screamed as Military Policemen dragged me from my pram, clutching a dummy. At Victoria Station the R.T.O. gave me a travel warrant, a white feather and a picture of Hitler marked "This is your enemy." I searched every compartment, but he wasn't on the train.

Killing of civilians was an outrage I couldn't swallow on any basis, on any side. In the end there were no sides. Just living and dead.

Outside a seedy white Gendarmerie, an unshaven seedy off-white gendarme slumbered in a chair. 'He's pretending there isn't a war on,' said Mr Budden. I shouted 'Ai Meisu! le Gendarme? Où est la Guerre Mondiale Nombre Deux?' He pointed up the road. 'Avante siese mille kilo.' He grinned and fell back to sleep.

At Victoria Station the R.T.O. gave me a travel warrant, a white feather and a picture of Hitler marked "This is your enemy." I searched every compartment, but he wasn't on the train. At 4.30, June 2nd, 1940, on a summer's day all mare's tails and blue sky we arrived at Bexhill-on-Sea, where I got off. It wasn't easy. The train didn't stop there.

War forgets peace. Peace forgives war. War is the death of the life human. Peace is the birth of the Life Divine. Our vital passions want war. Our psychic emotions desire peace.

Being over seventy is like being engaged in a war. All our friends are going or gone and we survive amongst the dead and the dying as on a battlefield.

Prema iskustvu gradjanskog rata protiv Kozaka neophodno je odobriti kao jedinu politi?ki korektnu mjeru, nemilosrdnu borbu, masovni teror protiv bogatih Kozaka, koje bi trebalo istrijebiti i fizi?ki likvidirati do posljednje - tajna rezolucija Centralnog komiteta Boljševi?ke partije od 24.01.1919.

But if war itself is Mars, as speech is Mercury, I wish it were as true that there were no war to be falsely called a god, as it is true that it is not a god.

your body may lie in a far off land or under a stormy sea .Your soul it rose to be with God to a place we cannot see. YOUR sprit (MACE) roams in this land from sea to glimmering sea. BUT YOUR HEART WILL ALLWAYS BE HERE AT HOME WITH THOSE YOU (MACE) YOU GAVE ALL TO BE FREE. MY DAD' S SHIP WAS HIT 5 TIMES IN WWII HE IS WITH MACE NOW I CANT WAIT TO GET THERE LOVE YA ALL PHIL