The grim fact is that we prepare for war like precocious giants, and for peace like retarded pygmies.

The grim fact is that we prepare for war like precocious giants, and for peace like retarded pygmies.

From hence, let fierce contending nations know,
What dire effects from civil discord flow.

From hence, let fierce contending nations know,
What dire effects from civil discord flow.

War is the science of destruction.

War is the science of destruction.

All of us who served in one war or another know very well that all wars are the glory and read more

All of us who served in one war or another know very well that all wars are the glory and the agony of the young.

Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die.

Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die.

War is the unfolding of miscalculations.

War is the unfolding of miscalculations.

It was necessary for us to discover greater powers of destruction than our enemies. We did. But after every war read more

It was necessary for us to discover greater powers of destruction than our enemies. We did. But after every war we have followed through with a new rise in our standard of living by the application of war-taught knowledge for the benefit of the world. It will be the same with the atomic bomb principles.

The more you sweat in peace, the less you bleed in war. •Hyman Rickover A prisoner of war read more

The more you sweat in peace, the less you bleed in war. •Hyman Rickover A prisoner of war is a man who tries to kill you and fails, and then asks you not to kill him. •Sir Winston Churchill The art of war is simple enough. Find out where your enemy is. Get at him as soon as you can. Strike him as hard as you can and as often as you can, and keep moving on.

The history of those who shed those other tears, the history of those anonymous millions, is what Terkel wants readers read more

The history of those who shed those other tears, the history of those anonymous millions, is what Terkel wants readers and listeners to come away with. What's it like to be that goofy little soldier, scared stiff, with his bayonet aimed at Christ? What's it like to have been a woman in a defense-plant job during World War II? What's it like to be a kid at the front lines? It's all funny and tragic at the same time.