When every autumn people said it could not last through the winter, and when every spring there was still no end in sight, only the hope that out of it all some good would accrue to mankind kept men and nations fighting. When at last it was over, the war had many diverse results and one dominant one transcending all others: disillusion.
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No one can guarantee success in war, but only deserve it.
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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.
Everyone's a pacifist between wars. It's like being a vegetarian between meals.
Everyone's a pacifist between wars. It's like being a vegetarian between meals.
Nations have recently been led to borrow billions for war; no nation has ever borrowed largely for education. Probably, no read more
Nations have recently been led to borrow billions for war; no nation has ever borrowed largely for education. Probably, no nation is rich enough to pay for both war and civilization. We must make our choice; we cannot have both.
Give me the money that has been spent in war and I will clothe every man, woman, and child in read more
Give me the money that has been spent in war and I will clothe every man, woman, and child in an attire of which kings and queens will be proud. I will build a schoolhouse in every valley over the whole earth. I will crown every hillside with a place of worship consecrated to peace.
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.'
All quiet along the Potomac they say
Except now and then a stray picket
Is shot as read more
All quiet along the Potomac they say
Except now and then a stray picket
Is shot as he walks on his beat, to and fro,
By a rifleman hid in the thicket.
The real war will never get in the books.
The real war will never get in the books.
War is not merely a political act but a real political instrument, a continuation of political intercourse, a carrying out read more
War is not merely a political act but a real political instrument, a continuation of political intercourse, a carrying out of the same by other means.
