Quotes About War

Every day we could think about the aggression in the world, in New York, Los Angeles, Halifax, Taiwan, Beirut, Kuwait, Somalia, Iraq, everywhere. All over the world, everybody always strikes out at the enemy, and the pain escalates forever. Every day we could reflect on this and ask ourselves, "Am I going to add to the aggression in the world?" Every day, at the moment when things get edgy, we can just ask ourselves, "Am I going to practice peace, or am I going to war?

All over the world, everybody always strikes out at the enemy, and the pain escalates forever. Every day we could reflect on this and ask ourselves, Am I going to add to the aggression in the world? Every day, at the moment when things get edgy, we can just ask ourselves, Am I going to practice peace, or am I going to war?

I read somewhere about a family who had only one son. They were very poor. This son was extremely precious to them, and the only thing that mattered to his family was that he bring them some financial support and prestige. Then he was thrown from a horse and crippled. It seemed like the end of their lives. Two weeks after that, the army came into the village and took away all the healthy, strong men to fight in the war, and this young man was allowed to stay behind and take care of his family.

Every day we could reflect on this and ask ourselves, "Am I going to add to the aggression in the world?" Every day, at the moment when things get edgy, we can just ask ourselves, "Am I going to practice peace, or am I going to war?

Broadcasting House was in fact dedicated to the strangest project of the war, or of any war, that is, telling the truth. Without prompting, the BBC had decided that truth was more important than consolation, and, in the long run, would be more effective. And yet there was no guarantee of this. Truth ensures trust, but not victory, or even happiness.

They started with Big Ben. It's always got to be relayed direct from Westminster, the real thing, never from disc. That's got to be firmly fixed in the listeners' minds. Then, if Big Ben is silent, the public will know that the war has taken a distinctly unpleasant turn.

At that precise moment, while the juniors were eating their dessert at Prunier's, Annie fell in love with RPD absolutely, and hers must have been the last generation to fall in love without hope in such an unproductive way. After the war the species no longer found it biologically useful, and indeed it was not useful to Annie. Love without hope grows in its own atmosphere, and should encourage the imagination, but Annie's grew narrower.

Wars have little to do with justice. Or valour or sacrifice or the other things traditionally associated with them. That's one thing I hadn't quite realised. War has been much misrepresented, believe me. It's had a disgracefully good press.

Wars are fought by children. Conceived by their mad demonic elders and fought by boys.

Yet the stomach for war breeds an appetite for money.

A popular phrase of the time was that 'these be no causes to die for'.

Did you consider when you went headlong into a war like this,' Kitchener asked the cabinet, 'that you were without an army? Did you not realize the war was likely to last for years and require tens of thousands of soldiers?' He was soon permitted to ask for volunteers among the male adult population.

Is there not something more glorious about making music than making war?

Burning aviators, clots of fire. The reeking night jar in our bedroom in Muswell Hill. Children skipping round me in a school yard, shouting taunts. My ship Lilith. London's winter cold and dark. The smell of ground sliced open in Regent's Park, my father's pale prisoner's face, his white hands on a table in the visiting hall. There it is. That was my war.

amassed at Wenden and, unless they

ideology, a kind of conversion experience in which the unsettlement of the war, the experience of revolution, and emotional attachment to the idea of the nation created a generation that incorporated the revolutionary message of the National Socialists.

Erich Ebermayer joked that the government "would last until after the next lost war.

Ljudi ovdašnji su u ovom ratu postali onoliko zli koliko to oni nisu. A vi koji ste ovamo došli ste ovim ratom postali baš toliko zli koliko i jeste. Gluvo-slepi – ali, nažalost, ne i nemi, nego naprotiv, baš govorljivi.

Por contra, me explicaba mi hermano, el tiempo que media entre el despertar y el momento en que el que está acostado es dueño de su razón es un tiempo peligroso, es un mal tiempo, es el tiempo del arrepentimiento que hace encoger de vergüenza, el tiempo del sudor, dijo él, el tiempo de la verdad, el tiempo claro, el tiempo de la era glacial, tiempo de guerra, dijo él, es el destiempo.

La pelea es como la guerra en pequeño, pero con la diferencia de que la guerra se desata entre personas ficticias, los estados, de tal manera que las personas físicas de carne y hueso solo son utilizadas como medios; en cambio, en la simple pelea, los que pelean son los dueños de su propia voluntad y no súbditos de la persona ficticia a la que obedecen cuando hay guerra.

Anyone who has ever looked into the glazed eyes of a soldier dying on the battlefield will think hard before starting a war.'1 Chancellor Otto von Bismarck

This is what is called dying for your country, but it is actually selling your soul to a few profiteers for a shilling, and being massacred to satisfy their selfish purposes. And they call it WAR--and a legitimate thing at that. -Private Arthur Wrench, Headquarters, 154th Brigade, 51st Division

The casualties were beyond comprehension with 57,470 British casualties on the first day alone. Of these a staggering 19,240 were killed.

The words of history are also the words of war.