War Quotes - Those with the least
always lose the most in war
“There are roads which must not
be followed, armies which must not be attacked, towns which must not be
besieged, positions which must not be contested, commands of the sovereign
which must not be obeyed.”
― Sun Tzu, The Art of War
“Mankind must put an end to war -
or war will put an end to mankind.
[Address before the United
Nations, September 25 1961]”
― John F. Kennedy
“There are two kinds of people in
this world, son. Those who save lives, and those who take lives."
"And what of those who
protect and defend? Those who save lives by taking lives?"
"That's like trying to stop
a storm by blowing harder. Ridiculous. You can't protect by killing.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Way of
Kings
“Lest I keep my complacent way I
must remember somewhere out there a person died for me today. As long as there
must be war, I ask and I must answer was I worth dying for?”
― Eleanor Roosevelt
“You ask, what is our aim? I can
answer in one word. It is victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of
all terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without
victory, there is no survival.”
― Winston Churchill
“If you can walk with the crowd
and keep your virtue, or walk with Kings-nor lose the common touch; If neither
foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too
much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute with 60 seconds worth of distance
run- Yours is the earth and everything that's in it, And-which is more-you'll
be a man my son.”
― Rudyard Kipling, If: A Father's
Advice to His Son
“That was when it was all made
painfully clear to me. When you are a child, there is joy. There is laughter.
And most of all, there is trust. Trust in your fellows. When you are an
adult...then comes suspicion, hatred, and fear. If children ran the world, it
would be a place of eternal bliss and cheer. Adults run the world; and there is
war, and enmity, and destruction unending. Adults who take charge of things
muck them up, and then produce a new generation of children and say, "The
children are the hope of the future." And they are right. Children are the
hope of the future. But adults are the damnation of the present, and children
become adults as surely as adults become worm food.
Adults are the death of hope.”
― Peter David, Tigerheart
“People who get up early in the
morning cause war, death and famine.”
― Banksy, Banging Your Head
Against a Brick Wall
“She supposed they were imperfections, those
marks, but they didn't feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his
body: the map of a life of endless war.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass
“Men make war to get attention.
All killing is an expression of self-hate.”
― Alice Walker
“My 'morals' were sound, even a
bit puritanic, but when a hidebound old deacon inveighed against dancing I
rebelled. By the time of graduation I was still a 'believer' in orthodox
religion, but had strong questions which were encouraged at Harvard. In Germany
I became a freethinker and when I came to teach at an orthodox Methodist Negro
school I was soon regarded with suspicion, especially when I refused to lead
the students in public prayer. When I became head of a department at Atlanta,
the engagement was held up because again I balked at leading in prayer. I
refused to teach Sunday school. When Archdeacon Henry Phillips, my last rector,
died, I flatly refused again to join any church or sign any church creed. From
my 30th year on I have increasingly regarded the church as an institution which
defended such evils as slavery, color caste, exploitation of labor and war. I
think the greatest gift of the Soviet Union to modern civilization was the
dethronement of the clergy and the refusal to let religion be t
― W.E.B. Du Bois, The
Autobiography of W.E.B. Du Bois: A Soliloquy on Viewing My Life from the Last
Decade of Its First Century
“Violence is a disease, a disease
that corrupts all who use it regardless of the cause.”
― Chris Hedges
“When they killed him, Mother
wouldn't hold her peace, so they slit her throat. I was stupid then, being only
nine, and I fought to save them both. But the thorns held me tight. I've
learned to appreciate thorns since. The thorns taught me the game. They let me
understand what all those grim and serious men who've fought the Hundred War
have yet to learn. You can only win the game when you understand that it IS a
game. Let a man play chess, and tell him that every pawn is his friend. Let him
think both bishops holy. Let him remember happy days in the shadows of his
castles. Let him love his queen. Watch him loose them all.”
― Mark Lawrence, Prince of Thorns
“Great results, can be achieved
with small forces.”
― Sun Tzu, The Art of War
“Just when you think this war has
taken everything you loved, you meet someone and realize that somehow you still
have more to give.”
― Ruta Sepetys, Salt to the Sea
“Those with the least always lose
the most in war.”
― Joe Abercrombie, Before They
Are Hanged
“Attack him where he is
unprepared, appear where you are not expected.”
― Sun Tzu, The Art of War
“In this world, whenever there is
light, there are also shadows. As long as the concept of winners exist, there
must also be losers. The selfish desire of wanting to maintain peace causes
wars and hatred is born to protect love.”
― Masashi Kishimoto
“There Will Come Soft Rains
There will come soft rains and
the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their
shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pool singing at
night,
And wild plum-trees in tremulous
white;
Robins will wear their feathery
fire
Whistling their whims on a low
fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war,
not one
Will care at last when it is
done.
Not one would mind, neither bird
nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke
at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were
gone.”
― Sara Teasdale, Flame and Shadow
“But when they made love he was
offended by her eyes. They behaved as though they belonged to someone else.
Someone watching. Looking out of the window at the sea. At a boat in the river.
Or a passerby in the mist in a hat.
He was exasperated because he
didn't know what that look meant. He put it somewhere between indifference and
despair. He didn’t know that in some places, like the country that Rahel came
from, various kinds of despair competed for primacy. And that personal despair
could never be desperate enough. That something happened when personal turmoil
dropped by at the wayside shrine of the vast, violent, circling, driving,
ridiculous, insane, unfeasible, public turmoil of a nation. That Big God howled
like a hot wind, and demanded obeisance. Then Small God (cozy and contained,
private and limited) came away cauterized, laughing numbly at his own temerity.
Inured by the confirmation of his own inconsequence, he became resilient and
truly indifferent. Nothing mattered much. Nothing much mattered. And the less
it mattered, the less it mattered. It was never important enough. Because Worse
Things had happened. In the country that she came from, poised forever between
the terror of war and the horror of peace, Worse Thin
So Small God laughed a hollow
laugh, and skipped away cheerfully. Like a rich boy in shorts. He whistled,
kicked stones. The source of his brittle elation was the relative smallness of
his misfortune. He climbed into people’s eyes and became an exasperating
expression.”
― Arundhati Roy, The God of Small
Things
