"I cannot bear it!" said the pewter soldier. "I have shed pewter
tears! It is too melancholy! Rather let read more

"I cannot bear it!" said the pewter soldier. "I have shed pewter
tears! It is too melancholy! Rather let me go to the wars and
lose arms and legs! It would at least be a change. I cannot
bear it longer! Now, I know what it is to have a visit from
one's old thoughts, with what they may bring with them! I have
had a visit from mine, and you may be sure it is no pleasant
thing in the end; I was at last about to jump down from the
drawers."

You know — we've had to imagine the war here, and we have imagined that it was being fought by read more

You know — we've had to imagine the war here, and we have imagined that it was being fought by aging men like ourselves. We had forgotten that the wars were fought by babies. When I saw those freashly shaved faces, it was a shock. 'My God, my God —' I said to myself, 'it's the Children's Crusade.'

We have to go along a road covered with blood. We have no other alternative. For us it is a read more

We have to go along a road covered with blood. We have no other alternative. For us it is a matter of life or death, a matter of living or existing. We have to be ready to face the challenges that await us.

War is cruel and you cannot refine it. •William T. Sherman War is too serious a matter to read more

War is cruel and you cannot refine it. •William T. Sherman War is too serious a matter to leave to soldiers.

Men are at war with each other because each man is at war with himself.

Men are at war with each other because each man is at war with himself.

Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only read more

Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only adds the infamy of servitude to the crime of murder.

Carry on, carry on, for the men and boys are gone,
But the furrow shan't lie fallow while the read more

Carry on, carry on, for the men and boys are gone,
But the furrow shan't lie fallow while the women carry on.

Waging war we understand, but not waging peace, or at any rate less consciously so.

Waging war we understand, but not waging peace, or at any rate less consciously so.

When you have to kill a man it costs nothing to be polite.

When you have to kill a man it costs nothing to be polite.