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War is a series of catastrophes which result in victory.
War is a series of catastrophes which result in victory.
Anyone who has ever looked into the glazed eyes of a soldier dying on the battlefield will think hard before read more
Anyone who has ever looked into the glazed eyes of a soldier dying on the battlefield will think hard before starting a war. •Otto Von Bismarck Peace with a club in hand is war. •Portuguese Proverb The sinews of war are five - men, money, materials, maintenance (food) and morale. •Bernard Mannes Baruch The greatest conqueror is he who overcomes the enemy without a blow. •Chinese Proverb Ours is a world of nuclear giants and ethical infants. We know more about war than we know about peace, more about killing than we know about living. We have grasped the mystery of the atom and rejected the Sermon on the Mount.
If it's natural to kill, how come men have to go into training to learn how?
If it's natural to kill, how come men have to go into training to learn how?
War grows out of the desire of the individual to gain advantage at the expense of his fellow man.
War grows out of the desire of the individual to gain advantage at the expense of his fellow man.
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.
We will fight them in the air, land and sea, and their aggression
will achieve nothing but failure.
We will fight them in the air, land and sea, and their aggression
will achieve nothing but failure.
An unjust peace is better than a just war.
An unjust peace is better than a just war.
The draft is white people sending black people to fight yellow people to protect the country they stole from red read more
The draft is white people sending black people to fight yellow people to protect the country they stole from red people.
"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."