10,941 Quotes About War

Vimes had never got on with any game much more complex than darts. Chess in particular had always annoyed him. It was the dumb way the pawns went off and slaughtered their fellow pawns while the kings lounged about doing nothing that always got to him; if only the pawns united, maybe talked the rooks round, the whole board could've been a republic in a dozen moves.

Dating back to the Iliad, ancient Egypt and beyond, burial rites have formed a critical function in most human societies. Whether we cremate a loved one or inter her bones, humans possess a deep-set instinct to mark death in some deliberate, ceremonial fashion. Perhaps the cruelest feature of forced disappearance as an instrument of war is that it denies the bereaved any such closure, relegating them to a permanent limbo of uncertainty.

I confess, without shame, that I am sick and tired of fighting—its glory is all moonshine; even success the most brilliant is over dead and mangled bodies, with the anguish and lamentations of distant families, appealing to me for sons, husbands and fathers….Tis only those who have never heard a shot, never heard the shriek and groans of the wounded or lacerated…that cry aloud for more blood, more vengeance, more desolation.

Desolation, destruction, annihilation was the order of the day between two peoples who should have been living in harmony under the same ruler.

My tongue goes to the Secretary of the Deadto tell the corpses, "I'm sorry, fellows,the killing was just one of those thingsdifficult to pre-visualize - like a cow,say, getting hit by lightning.

Men were made for war. Without it they wandered greyly about, getting under the feet of the women, who were trying to organize the really important things of life. When they couldn't make war men made money - and trouble and a dreadful nuisance of themselves.

Na União Soviética, a segunda grande ofensiva alemã (embora com menor número de soldados se comparada à de 1941), no verão de 1942, pretendia conquistar o petróleo do Cáucaso, mas terminou numa catástrofe em Stalingrado — uma batalha de desgaste que durou cinco meses, avançando pelo rigorosíssimo inverno russo, e terminou em fevereiro de 1943 com a destruição total do Sexto Exército alemão, a perda de mais de 200 mil homens (e cerca de 300 mil de seus aliados).

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They fought man to man with their swords, even their sword grips; they thrust, stabbed, hacked, striking at limbs and bodies with axes, clubs, spears, and poles. The shadow of death descended on many eyes; its darkness overtook many who would never again see father, mother, sisters and neighbors, while others sank down in the hurly-burly with shattered limbs or other severe wounds.