Quotes About War

We have long possessed the art of war and the science of war, which have been evolved in the minutest detail.

Meanwhile, with each day that passes, there is an increasing danger that the GVN's deteriorating relations with the South Vietnamese people will begin to produce a general sag of enthusiasm for continuing the war against the Viet Cong, both among the populace and the armed forces. Should this occur, the likelihood of achieving ultimate U.S. objectives in South Vietnam will have virtually disappeared.

It will be a war between an elephant and a tiger. If the tiger ever stands still the elephant will crush him with his mighty tusks. But the tiger does not stand still. He lurks in the jungle by day and emerges only at night. He will leap upon the back of the elephant, tearing huge chunks from his hide, and then he will leap back into the dark jungle. And slowly the elephant will bleed to death. That will be the war of Indochina."39

People in general are scared to death of the war and all the exhibition have been a failure, because the rich - don't want to buy anything

You say it is the good cause that hallows even war? I say unto you: it is the good war that hallows any cause.

War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives.

We humans are conflicted beings. Our beliefs don't always harmonize with our instincts, and our behavior doesn't always reflect our beliefs. ... We wage war between the person we are and the person we hope to become.

Ten spears go to battle," he whispered, "and nine shatter. Did the war forge the one that remained? No, Amaran. All the war did was identify the spear that would not break .

Tremble and fear, all enemies!" he shouted. "For we shall shake the air with thunder and blood! Your doom is imminent!

That's what war is," Cobb told me. "A bunch of sorry, desperate fools on both sides, just trying to stay alive. That's the part that those stories you love leave out, isn't it? It's always more convenient when you can fight a dragon. Something you don't have to worry you'll start caring about.

If the afterlife really is a big war," Kaladin said, "then I hope I end up in Damnation. At least there I might be able to get a wink or two of sleep.

War is far worse. At least where politics is going on, there are usually nice hors d'oeuvres.

Money is behind every war," Au-nak continued. "Religion is but an excuse. Or perhaps a justification.

No army, no matter how clean its reputation, walked away from war untainted. And no leader, no matter how noble, could help but sink into the crem when he stepped into the game of conquest.

Extinction is the natural escalation of this war," Leshwi whispered. "If you forget why you are fighting, then victory itself becomes the goal.

Dalinar forced himself to be calm. "Roion, we cannot continue to treat this war as a game." "All wars are games. The greatest kind, with the pieces lost real lives, the prizes captured making for real wealth! This is the life for which men exist. To fight, to kill, to win.

Kaladin floated downward toward him. "Ten spears go to battle," he whispered, "and nine shatter. Did that war forge the one that remained? No, Amaram. All the war did was identify the spear that would not break.

That's what war is," Cobb told me. "A bunch of sorry, desperate fools on both sides, just trying to stay alive. That's the part that those stories you love leave out, isn't it? It's always more convenient when you can fight a dragon. Something you don't have to worry you'll start caring about.

Cobb," I said, stepping closer. "Those aren't bloodthirsty monsters out there; they're just people. Normal people, with lives, and loves, and families." "And what did you think we've been fighting against all these years?" Cobb asked.

There's no profit in peace.

Cobb,' I said, stepping closer. 'Those aren't bloodthirsty monsters out there; they're just people. Normal people, with lives, and loves, and families.' 'And what did you *think* we've been fighting against all these years?' Cobb asked.

Silence took one of the burlap sacks from her pack and handed it to William Ann, then removed her hammer. It wasn't some war weapon, like her grandfather had spoken of. Just a simple tool for pounding nails. Or other things.

Middle ground only comes in war after lots of people have died—and only after the important people are worried they might actually lose.

My life wasn't just about one city, or one Epic, anymore. It was about a war. It was about finding a way to stop the Epics. Permanently.