Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep! He hath awaken from the dream of life!

Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep! He hath awaken from the dream of life!

We Are The Living Graves Of Murdered Beasts
We are the living graves of murdered beasts
Slaughtered to satisfy read more

We Are The Living Graves Of Murdered Beasts
We are the living graves of murdered beasts
Slaughtered to satisfy our appetites
We never pause to wonder at our feasts
If animals, like men, can possibly
have rights
We pray on Sundays that we may have light
To guide our footsteps on the path we
tread
We're sick of war We do not want to
fight
The thought of it now fills our hearts with dread
And yet we gorge ourselves upon the dead
Like carrion crows we live and feed on meat
Regardless of the suffering and pain
We cause by doing so. If thus we treat
Defenseless animals for sport or gain
How can we hope in this world to attain
the PEACE we say we are so anxious for
We pray for it o'er hecatombs of slain
To God, while outraging the moral law
Thus cruelty begets its offspring: war.

If they want peace, nations should avoid the pin-pricks that precede cannonshots.

If they want peace, nations should avoid the pin-pricks that precede cannonshots.

Such subtle covenants shall be made,
Till peace itself is war in masquerade.

Such subtle covenants shall be made,
Till peace itself is war in masquerade.

I was an infantry officer in the Army from 1969 to 1971. Men in my platoon who had served time read more

I was an infantry officer in the Army from 1969 to 1971. Men in my platoon who had served time in Vietnam told me many stories—but none more chilling than the one from two helicopter pilots. They told me how they would shoot the friendlies on their way back from reconnaissance missions just so they could empty their ammunition before returning to base. The friendlies were South Vietnamese women and children, helpless victims in a war they did not understand. But to the American pilots, they were simply dots on the ground.
Whitehead is a political conservative.

Peace is the deliberate adjustment of my life to the will of God.

Peace is the deliberate adjustment of my life to the will of God.

And into whatsoever house ye enter, first say, Peace be to this
house.
[Vulgate Lat., Pax huic domui.]

And into whatsoever house ye enter, first say, Peace be to this
house.
[Vulgate Lat., Pax huic domui.]

Peace is more important than all justice; and was not made for the sake of justice, but justice for the read more

Peace is more important than all justice; and was not made for the sake of justice, but justice for the sake of peace.

I don't know whether war is an interlude during peace, or peace an interlude during war.

I don't know whether war is an interlude during peace, or peace an interlude during war.