Quotes About Battle

Those who do not see the truth in battle march willingly to defeat," grunted

Good battle! Many deaths to sing of! Many warriors to praise for the blood they've spilled!" "How lovely," muttered Rhonin.

He fought because he actually felt safer fighting than running.

Where Christ erecteth his church, the devil in the same churchyard will have his chapel.

He that dare not die, dare scarce fight valiantly (475).

the furious firepower of the 16 Panzer Division was turned on to our positions. … There was a shout 'Tanks in front!

their bloody way to Vinchiaturo. Their main opposition had come at first from Kampfgruppe Heilmann, which included 3rd Parachute Regiment with a battalion of 1/67th Panzer Grenadier Regiment, later replaced by a battalion from 2/67th Panzer Grenadiers.

The two models of revival are in reality only one: the expanding of God's kingdom in a liberating warfare against the forces of darkness in which the most important battleground is the hearts of men.

This was the way the Lord always fought, less of us and more of Him.

The nightmare that Greene came across in Phat Diem – including a mother and child dead in a ditch – is described in the opening paragraphs of this book. He was a journalist at a small but very ugly battle that the French did not want the world to know about, so with an offer of him spending a day with the navy they persuaded him to board a boat back upriver to Nam Dinh, where his escort simply abandoned him. But he had seen what he had seen.

The flailing storm of lead crumpled and threw Jake Holman like a giant hand wadding wastepaper.

There were the men who gave and took death in battle. There were the other men who shuffled papers and cooked beans and such, logistic support for the fighters. The army could keep them separate. In a ship, they all went into battle together. You could not make the distinction between man and man. It had to be made within each man, and each man had constantly to make it for himself.

In the first half of life, we fight the devil and have the illusion and inflation of "winning" now and then; in the second half of life, we always lose because we are invariably fighting God.

Bullshitting god would be Max's plan in a nutshell. Miles could even guess his father's opening gambit. He'd point out to God that if He expected better results, He ought to have given Max better character to work with, instead of sending him into battle so poorly equipped.

We stood facing each other. White witch doctor against black witch doctor. Hero against Villain—or so I liked to think of it, at least. Who would win? Would Civilization be saved? Equally important, would I?

Die, enemies of Ra! Sekhemet yelled. Perish in agony! She's almost as annoying as you, I told Horus. Impossible, Horus said. No one bests Horus.

I looked down at my clothes. They were slashed to pieces and full of bullet holes, but I was fine. Not a mark on me. Nico's mouth hung open. You just . . . with a sword . . . you just— I think the river thing worked, I said. Oh gee, he said sarcastically. You think?

Good fighting with you, Seaweed Brain. Ditto.

Akhlys lunged at Percy, and for a split second he thought: Well, hey, I'm just smoke. She can't touch me, right? He imagined the Fates up in Olympus, laughing at his wishful thinking: LOL, NOOB!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tyson pounding the Earthborn into the ground like a game of whack-a-mole. Ella was fluttering above him, dodging missiles and calling out advice: The groin. The Earthborn's groin is sensitive. SMASH! Good. Yes. Tyson found its groin.

Jason's fingers itched to draw his sword. He'd met plenty of scary demigods, but he was starting to realize that Nico di Angelo--as pale and gaunt as he looked--might be more than he could handle.

Now-what's our game plan?" Coach Hedge belched. He'd already had three espressos and a plate of doughnuts, along with two napkins and another flower from the vase on the table. He would've eaten the silverware, except Piper had slapped his hand. "Climb the mountain," Hedge said. "Kill everything except Piper's dad. Leave." "Thank you General Eisenhower," Jason grumbles.

I survive all those battles, she growled, and I get defeated by a stupid chunk of rock!

Die! --Gleeson Hedge