Quotes about war

Most governments strive to keep the masses from thinking if the masses began to think the government would not be in power - rjs

Water shapes its course according to the nature of the ground over which it flows the soldier works out his victory in relation to the foe whom he is facing.

The thinking at the epicenter of most human conflict: “I’m right you’re wrong.

Appear at points which the enemy must hasten to defend march swiftly to places where you are not expected.

He who is ready to die for his country is a fool. For he didn’t choose where he was born and where he was born didn’t choose him.

Isabelle had always simply reacted in her life. Someone left her behind she followed. Someone told her she couldn't do something she did it. Every barrier she turned into a gate.

The man who shouts wins battles the quiet man wins the war.

Rampaging horsemen can conquer only the city can civilize.

Let us do without soldiers. The joy built upon successful slaughter is not the right kind of joy it will not do it is fearful and it is trivial.

We are trying to build peace by inventing new war machines if that isn't insanity than what is?

In the times of barbaric wars Love is the most beautiful sacrifice of the world.

They said it was only a ground shark but I was not wholly reassured. It is as bad to be eaten by a ground shark as by any other.

In her orchard the trees had been born from deaths they marked and grew from the remains of the children that had passed through her.

The living are more demanding the dead can wait.

Women and children make you weak get rid of them when you are in war.

You… are the symbol of the revolution that will transform Aryavarta you are the one who has brought us to this.– Panchali Draupadi

America is the world's top war-master the most sophisticated killer-culture in history.

War is the most evil kind of human approach unless it is for good cause.

Begin by seizing something which your opponent holds dear then he will be amenable to your will.

Conform to the enemy's tactics until a favorable opportunity offers then come forth and engage in a battle that shall prove decisive.

Unhappy is the fate of one who tries to win his battles and succeed in his attacks without cultivating the spirit of enterprise  for the result is waste of time and   general stagnation.

Lies are living beings once they get hold of you they never let go

I have no sense of what War is like It may be like disaster Hollywood movies. But i wish india and Pakistan fight a War and devour all instead of decapitating one-by-one

I dreamed kind Jesus fouled the big-gun gears and caused a permanent stoppage in all bolts and buckled with a smile Mausers and Colts and rusted every bayonet with His tears.

I don't like this war. I don't like the cold-blooded scheming at the beginning and the carnage at the end and the grumbling and the jealousies and the pettishness in the middle. I hate the lack of gallantry and grace the self-seeking the destruction of valuable people and things. I believe in danger and endeavor as a form of tempering but I reject it if this is the only shape it can take.

War has no longer the justification that it makes for the survival of the fittest it involves the survival of the less fit. The idea that the struggle between nations is a part of the evolutionary law of man's advance involves a profound misreading of the biological analogy.The warlike nations do not inherit the earth they represent the decaying human element....

Move not unless you see an advantage  use not your troops unless there is something to be gained fight not unless the position is critical.

My dad was in the army. World War II. He got his college education from the army. After World War II he became an insurance salesman. Really, I didn't know my dad very well. He and my mother split up after the war. I was raised by my maternal grandmother and grandfather, and by my mother.

All of my high school male teachers were WWII and/or Korean War veterans. They taught my brothers and me the value of service to our country and reinforced what our dad had shown us about the meaning of service.

If I took the 40 years of my dad talking to me about war and battles and taking me to battlefields and distilled it down into one question, it would probably be the idea of the necessary or unnecessary war.

Boxing's in my genes. I come from a fighting background. My dad and both my uncles were good boxers. I'm blessed with the art of war.

My dad always told me that the principal reason he chose New Zealand to emigrate to after World War II was the high regard his father had for the Kiwis he encountered at Gallipoli.

My dad goes through war novels like I go through boxes of Cinnamon Toast Crunch.

My dad was in the Second World War with General Patton. He won medals for bravery, but he came home quite damaged, so he was a handful. He told us some terrible stories, and I guess you'd say he suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder.

Mum and Dad met campaigning on the Spanish civil war. Both were active peace campaigners. They died in 1986 and '87.

My dad was a big admirer of Sergeant York stories from the First World War.

Dad entered the Second World War like any other man, trying to do the right thing.

The environmental movement doesn't have many deserters and has a high level of recruitment. Eventually, there will be open war.

It is not enough to win a war it is more important to organize the peace.

We are not youth any longer. We don’t want to take the world by storm. We are fleeing. We fly from ourselves. From our life. We were eighteen and had begun to love life and the world and we had to shoot it to pieces.

Morale was deteriorating and it was all Yossarian's fault. The country was in peril he was jeopardizing his traditional rights of freedom and independence by daring to exercise them.

We don't like to kill our unborn we need them to grow up and fight our wars.

Attack is the secret of defense defense is the planning of an attack.

It was not well to drive men into final corners at those moments they could all develop teeth and claws.

Wars come and go politics endure.

Despotic governments can stand 'moral force' till the cows come home what they fear is physical force.

... We had suddenly learned to see. And we saw that there was nothing of their world left. We were all at once terribly alone and alone we must see it through.

There is neither a foreign war nor a civil war there is only just and unjust war.

It’s too bad war gets all the attention it’s too bad the plant is easier to see than the root.

Pictures could not be accessories to the story -- evidence -- they had to contain the story within the frame the best picture contained a whole war within one frame.

There is only one way to win a war which has begun: To stop it immediately that is the way!

Through the years our business has been killing-it was our first calling in life. Our knowledge of lif eis limited to death.

One man can not wage a war alone. Therefore if humanity stops agreeing to go to war there will be only peace.

The warlike days are over. Blood is too precious a thing in these days of dishonorable peace and the glories of the great races are as a tale that is told.

The ranks opened covertly to avoid the corpse. The invulnerable dead man forced a way for himself. The youth looked keenly at the ashen face. The wind raised the tawny beard. It moved as if a hand were stroking it. He vaguely desired to walk around and around the body and stare the impulse of the living to try to read in dead eyes the answer to the Question.

That's what any committed patriot would do: Fight to the last. Defeat your enemy at any cost then hope you have enough left to rebuild.

Most firefights go by so fast that acts of bravery or cowardice are more or less spontaneous. Soldiers might live the rest of their lives regretting a decision that they don’t even remember making they might receive a medal for doing something that was over before they even knew they were doing it.

War and drink are the two things man is never too poor to buy. His wife and children may be shoeless someone will always buy him drink or weapons.

What do they expect of us if a time ever comes when the war is over? Through the years our business has been killing-it was our first calling in life. Our knowledge of life is limited to death. What will happen afterwards? And what shall come out of us?

We all knew the great lesson of history I from reading it and they from living it. And the lesson is: it is more blessed to kill than to be killed.

It is no longer a matter of if there is a war it is a matter of who will strike next.

The hopeless hope is what sustains us in difficult moments our comrades will be more patient than the executioners and more numerous than the bullets.

War correspondents share something with soldiers when they opt for this profession they know the dangers.

Such are the brutalities of war they leave a permanent imprint on mind.

War is strange. In the beginning it is about people in the end it is about power. Power couldn’t care less how many die.

oIn the decision to use the bomb the base line had shifted down during the moral slide from the blockade to the area bombing of Germany and to the fire-bombing of Japan. Predictably one member of Stimson’s committee made the point that the ‘number of people that would be killed by the bomb would not be greater in general magnitude than the number already killed in fire raids’.

to have great pain is to have certainty to hear that another person has pain is to have doubt.

But dream not helm and harness The sign of valor true Peace hath higher tests of manhood Than battle ever knew.

The lesson of Pearl Harbor ought never to be forgotten, and of course the motto that came from that, 69 years ago, the war which my dad fought, was 'Remember Pearl Harbor, never again.' We need to keep that to mind.

A thing may happen and be a total lie another thing may not happen and be truer than the truth.

It is forbidden to kill therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.

Britain kept its position as the dominant world power well into the 20th century despite steady decline. By the end of World War II, dominance had shifted decisively into the hands of the upstart across the sea, the United States, by far the most powerful and wealthy society in world history.

So my own suspicion is that the attorney has stopped this prosecution because part of her defence was to question legality and that would have brought his advice into the public domain again and there was something fishy about the way in which he said war was legal.

Perhaps these Ten Commandments cases will be the turning point in the legal war against religion.

Under well-settled legal principles, lethal force against a valid military objective, in an armed conflict, is consistent with the law of war and does not, by definition, constitute an 'assassination.'

Human-rights advocates, for example, claim that the mistreatment of Iraqi prisoners is of a piece with President Bush's 2002 decision to deny al Qaeda and Taliban fighters the legal status of prisoners of war under the Geneva Conventions.

While Taliban fighters had an initial claim to protection under the conventions, they lost POW status by failing to obey the standards of conduct for legal combatants: wearing uniforms, a responsible command structure, and obeying the laws of war.

Again, in Wag the Dog, war has to be declared by an act of congress. But if you go to war, you don't have to declare war. You're just at war and we did that, which is not legal.

For years, the Bush Administration eviscerated all the military and legal structures that were designed to separate the innocent from the guilty in the 'Global War on Terror.'

I really am not going to get involved in a discussion about the legal position of the Iraq war. I am not the person to do that because I am not sufficiently impartial as a lawyer about this, because it's a matter that is of interest to the person that I am closest to in the world.

I always tell people, anger is like liquid. It's fluid, it's like water. You put it in a container and it takes the shape of that container. So many people you see in prison, unleashing war on their people, they are angry, and they take their anger and put it into a violent container.

Yesterday, we fought wars which destroyed cities. Today, we are concerned with avoiding a war which will destroy the earth. We can adapt atomic energy to produce electricity and move ships, but can we control its use in anger?

Democracies are slow to anger and hesitant to go to war: Voters don't want to sacrifice their children for the glory of a selfish king.

War is terrible. There is nothing romantic about war.

Tragically, the effort to make America and the world safer and to defend freedom around the world is not without an enormous cost to this Nation in terms primarily of lost lives and those who bear the scars and the wounds of war, and their families who must bear these losses.

People that spend time in a foxhole - they're never going to find that relationship anywhere else again... Everything else pales next to that. When you think about the Second World War vets - more than even the Vietnam vets - there's a brotherhood.

The seductiveness of war derives in part from its location on this boundary of the human, the inhuman, and the superhuman. It requires us to confront the relationship among the noble, the horrible, and the infinite; the animal, the spiritual, and the divine.

David - the man after God's own heart - was a man of war and a mighty man of valour. When all Israel were on the run, David faced Goliath - alone... with God - and he but a stripling, and well scolded, too, by his brother for having come to see the battle.

I was at Harvard with a whole bunch of poets, and that was very rare. They published a lot of books because there was an excitement after the war that translated into poetry.

My feeling is that poetry will wither on the vine if you don't regularly come back to the simplest fundamentals of the poem: rhythm, rhyme, simple subjects - love, death, war.

I've read a lot of war writing, even World War I writing, the British war poetry of Wilfred Owen and Siegfried Sassoon, Robert Graves's memoir 'Goodbye to All That,' and a civilian memoir, 'Testament of Youth,' by Vera Brittain.

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

There have been ample opportunities since 1945 to show that material superiority in war is not enough if the will to fight is lacking. In Algeria, Vietnam and Afghanistan the balance of economic and military strength lay overwhelmingly on the side of France, the United States, and the Soviet Union, but the will to win was slowly eroded. Troops became demoralised and brutalised. Even a political solution was abandoned. In all three cases the greater power withdrew. The Second World War was an alt

Therefore the clever combatant imposes his will on the enemy, but does not allow the enemy's will to be imposed on him.

There is a simplicity to war. Attacking is the only secret. Dare- and the world yields. How quickly they forget that all it takes to change the course of history... is the will of a single man.

You want Paradise, you gotta build it on war, on blood, on envy and naked greed.

War, money and greed that is the modern heinous Trinity, and they are inseparable these days.

It's not unreal to me yet, though it might get that way soon. It still feels very real. And not even horrible -- the dead are just the dead. I am convinced that the living people they once were would have been proud of their protective bodies hoodwinking their murderers to save someone else. [..] But it's not civilized. There is something indecent about it -- really foully indecent. The civilized Rose-person in me, who still seems to exist beneath the layers of filth, knows this. [..] I have bec

War limits the deads. It limits them to the cimetery ... (La guerre limite les morts. - Les limite au cimetière...)