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.

War is the science of destruction.

War is the science of destruction.

Instead of breaking that bridge, we should, if possible, provide
another, that he may retire the sooner out of read more

Instead of breaking that bridge, we should, if possible, provide
another, that he may retire the sooner out of Europe.

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.

Mankind must put an end to war before war puts an end to mankind.

Mankind must put an end to war before war puts an end to mankind.

The inevitableness, the idealism, and the blessing of war, as an
indispensable and stimulating law of development, must be read more

The inevitableness, the idealism, and the blessing of war, as an
indispensable and stimulating law of development, must be
repeatedly emphasized.

Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.

Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.

Now landsmen all, whoever you may be,
If you want to rise to the top of the tree,
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Now landsmen all, whoever you may be,
If you want to rise to the top of the tree,
If your soul isn't fettered to an office stool,
Be careful to be guided by this golden rule--
Stick close to your desks and never go to sea,
And you all may be Rulers of the Queen's Navee.

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.