Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only read more

Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only adds the infamy of servitude to the crime of murder.

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.

All's fair in love and war.

All's fair in love and war.

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!

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.

Nations have recently been led to borrow billions for war; no nation has ever borrowed largely for education. Probably, no read more

Nations have recently been led to borrow billions for war; no nation has ever borrowed largely for education. Probably, no nation is rich enough to pay for both war and civilization. We must make our choice; we cannot have both.

'What war?' said the Prime Minister sharply. 'No one has said anything to me about a war. I really think read more

'What war?' said the Prime Minister sharply. 'No one has said anything to me about a war. I really think I should have been told. I'll be damned,' he said defiantly, 'if they shall have a war without consulting me. What's a cabinet for, if there's not more mutual confidence than that? What do they want a war for anyway?'

He who flies at the right time can fight again.
[Lat., Celuy qui fuit bonne heure
Peut read more

He who flies at the right time can fight again.
[Lat., Celuy qui fuit bonne heure
Peut combattre derechef.]

The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.

The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.