War will exist until that distant day when the conscientious objector enjoys the same reputation and prestige that the warrior read more

War will exist until that distant day when the conscientious objector enjoys the same reputation and prestige that the warrior does today.

Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die.

Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die.

What is absurd and monstrous about war is that men who have no personal quarrel should be trained to murder read more

What is absurd and monstrous about war is that men who have no personal quarrel should be trained to murder one another in cold blood.

There is a time for all things, a time to preach and a time to pray, but those times have read more

There is a time for all things, a time to preach and a time to pray, but those times have passed away. There is a time to fight, and that time has now come.

There will one day spring from the brain of science a machine or force so fearful in its potentialities, so read more

There will one day spring from the brain of science a machine or force so fearful in its potentialities, so absolutely terrifying, that even man, the fighter, who will dare torture and death in order to inflict torture and death, will be appalled, and so abandon war forever.

Where is the indignation about the fact that the United States and Soviet Union have accumulated thirty thousand pounds of read more

Where is the indignation about the fact that the United States and Soviet Union have accumulated thirty thousand pounds of destructive force for every human being in the world?

The more you sweat in peacetime, the less you bleed during war.

The more you sweat in peacetime, the less you bleed during war.

They shall not pass till the stars be darkened:
Two swords crossed in front of the Hun;
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They shall not pass till the stars be darkened:
Two swords crossed in front of the Hun;
Never a groan but God has harkened,
Counting their cruelties one by one.

"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."