Quotes About Battle

Hunting territory: The open hillside Camp: Shallow scoop in hillside Unique battle skill: Speed and agility

All battles leave deep wounds, whether you can see them or not. And wounds take time to heal.

Hunting territory: A sandy gorge Camp: Caves in wall of gorge Unique battle skill: Aboveground combat

Scourge!" Firestar yowled. "Turn and face me!" The small black cat whipped around, letting go of Cloudtail in his shock. "How . . . I killed you." "You did," Firestar spat back at him. "But I am a leader with nine lives who fights alongside StarClan. Can you say as much?

A battle is coming, Fireheart. Beware a warrior you cannot trust.

Are you okay?" Crowfeather asked. Breezepelt's throat was bleeding, but not too badly; it looked as if the stoat's fangs hadn't sunk in very deep. "Fine," Breezepelt replied. "You?" Crowfeather nodded. "Let's go and kill some stoats!" Breezepelt instantly leaped into the battle, but Crowfeather paused a moment to take in what was happening.

A man that has lost moral sense is like a man in battle with both of his legs shot off: he has nothing to stand on.

I am astonished at my own indifference," he added, "as I never pretended to be brave; it distresses me at times when I am cool and capable of reflection to think how indifferent we become in the hour of battle when our fellow men fall around us by scores…. My God what kind of a people will we be?"27

inner conflicts that kept him

He threw a fireball at me. I threw a chimney stack at him - that's the London way.

Officially it's known as the Tumulus, but everyone I know calls it Boadicea's Mount because they think she watched her last battle with the Romans from there. The archaeologists say they're wrong because (a) the last battle was further north and (b) you got to pronounce her name with a hard "c".

Some knights never name their horses. That way, when they die in battle, the grief is not so hard to bear. There are always more horses to be had, but it's hard to lose a faithful friend.

Allied casualty rates averaged 6,674 a day for the seventy-seven days of the Normandy campaign. Those numbers would have been far higher, had it not been for a small and most peculiar band of men and women fighting a secret battle.

As it was, D-Day was a damn close-run thing and a brutal struggle: Allied casualty rates averaged 6,674 a day for the seventy-seven days of the Normandy campaign. Those numbers would have been far higher, had it not been for a small and most peculiar band of men and women fighting a secret battle.

The defining feature of this spy would be his falsity. He was a pure figment of imagination, a weapon in war far removed from the traditional battle of bombs and bullets.

As the Battle of Normandy raged, the Germans held fast to the illusion, so carefully planted and now so meticulously sustained, that a great American army under Patton was preparing to pounce and the German forces in the Pas de Calais must remain in place to repel it.

Wars are not fought on battlegrounds but in a space smaller than the head of a needle.

C'est pour ça que je me bats. Je me bats pour ceux que j'aime, un sentiment auquel vous ne comprendrez jamais rien parce qu'une machine peut apprendre a penser, mais pas à aimer.

For much of the panic, the Fed alone, with its chewing gum and baling wire, bore the burden of battling the crisis.

The left knows this is war. And

The fight against entropy is never over.

Conservatives have allowed liberals to win the culture war because we're generally civil people. When the left says we're uncivil, we tend to shy away from the fight rather than, as Andrew put it, walking toward the fire.

thanks to the lack of moral clarity on the right. It's not enough to be good on policy. Americans must think of you as good. By neglecting that deeper battle, conservatives sow the seeds of their own destruction — and the destruction of American freedoms, as well.

The fight was done. Even gods tire of fighting.