Quotes About Soldier

War loses a great deal of its romance after a soldier has seen his first battle.

The bullet is a mad thing; only the bayonet knows what it is about.

A professional soldier understands that war means killing people, war means maiming people, war means families left without fathers and mothers.

They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for one's country. But in modern war, there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason.

...but for a soldier his duty is plain. He is to obey the orders of all those placed over him and whip the enemy wherever he meets him.

This is the soldier brave enough to tellThe glory-dazzled world that "war is hell":Lover of peace, he looks beyond the strife,And rides through hell to save his country's life.

To delight in war is a merit in the soldier, a dangerous quality in the captain, and a positive crime in the statesman.

Ben Battle was a soldier bold, and used to war's alarms, But a cannon-ball took off his legs, so he laid down his arms.

The existence of the soldier, next to capital punishment, is the most grievous vestige of barbarism which survives among men.

I studied the man in front of me. It was hard to see beyond the uniform and not see the German soldier, part of the occupying force, but if I looked closer there was a man, a person, someone with compassion and empathy standing there

I was in the invasion of Normandy in southern France.

Montaigne also detected the agency problem, or why the last thing a doctor needs is for you to be healthy: "No doctor derives pleasure from the health of his friends, wrote the ancient Greek satirist, no soldier from the peace of his city, etc." (Nul médecin ne prent plaisir à la santé de ses amis mesmes, dit l'ancien Comique Grec, ny soldat à la paix de sa ville: ainsi du reste.)

Il n'y a de grand parmi les hommes que le poète, le prêtre et le soldat; l'homme qui chante, l'homme qui bénit, l'homme qui sacrifie et se sacrifie. Le reste est fait pour le fouet.

There are no great men save the poet, the priest, and the soldier. The man who sings, the man who offers up sacrifice, and the man who sacrifices himself. The rest are born for the whip. Let us beware of the People, of common-sense, good-nature, inspiration, and evidence.

there was a soldier in the next room living with his wife and he would soon be going over there to protect me from Hitler so I snapped the radio off and then heard his wife say, you shouldn't have done that. and the soldier said, FUCK THAT GUY! which I thought was a very nice thing for him to tell his wife to do. of course, she never did.

SHUT THAT GOD-DAMNED THING OFF!" there was a soldier in the next room living with his wife and he would soon be going over there to protect me from Hitler so I snapped the radio off and then heard his wife say, "you shouldn't have done that." and the soldier said, "FUCK THAT GUY!" which I thought was a very nice thing for him to tell his wife to do. of course, she never did.

Arms and the man

stories. One of them went regularly to a market in the neighboring village and helped himself to whatever he liked. He went in full uniform, breaking the earth with his boots, and no one dared touch him. It was said that if you touched a soldier, Government

A soldier who is able to see the humanity of the enemy makes a troubled and ineffective killer.

Mitchell sanders was sitting under a banyan tree and using a thumbnail to pry off all the body lice, working slowly, carefully depositing them in a USO envelope. When he was done he sealed the envelope, wrote 'Free' in the right hand corner, and sent it to his draft board in ohio.

The day was cloudy. I passed through towns with familiar last names, through the pine forests and down to the prairie, and then to Vietnam, where I was a soldier, and then home again. I survived, but it's not a happy ending. I was a coward. I went to the war.

A few names were known in full, some in part, some not at all. No one cared. Except in clearly unreasonable cases, a soldier was generally called by the name he preferred, or by what he called himself, and no great effort was made to disentangle Christian names from surnames from nicknames.

At its core, perhaps, war is just another name for death, and yet any soldier will tell you, if he tells the truth, that proximity to death brings with it a corresponding proximity to life. After a fight, there is always the immense pleasure of aliveness.

At its core, perhaps, war is just another name for death, and yet any soldier will tell you, if he tells the truth, that proximity to death brings with it a corresponding proximity to life.