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You know — we've had to imagine the war here, and we have imagined that it was being fought by read more
You know — we've had to imagine the war here, and we have imagined that it was being fought by aging men like ourselves. We had forgotten that the wars were fought by babies. When I saw those freashly shaved faces, it was a shock. 'My God, my God —' I said to myself, 'it's the Children's Crusade.'
Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those read more
Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.
Gaily! gaily! close our ranks!
Arm! Advance!
Hope of France!
Gaily! gaily! closed our read more
Gaily! gaily! close our ranks!
Arm! Advance!
Hope of France!
Gaily! gaily! closed our ranks!
Onward! Onward! Gauls and Franks!
I couldn't help but say to [Mr. Gorbachev], just think how easy his task and mine might be in these read more
I couldn't help but say to [Mr. Gorbachev], just think how easy his task and mine might be in these meetings that we held if suddenly there was a threat to this world from another planet. [We'd] find out once and for all that we really are all human beings here on this earth together.
Oft he that doth abide
Is cause of his own paine,
But he that flieth in good read more
Oft he that doth abide
Is cause of his own paine,
But he that flieth in good tide
Perhaps may fight again.
The real war will never get in the books.
The real war will never get in the books.
The day when nobody comes back from a war it will be because the war has at last been properly read more
The day when nobody comes back from a war it will be because the war has at last been properly organized.
"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."
Never advise anyone to go to war or to get married.
Never advise anyone to go to war or to get married.