{"id":7702,"date":"2017-05-23T16:40:20","date_gmt":"2017-05-23T14:40:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/openasia.org\/en\/?p=7702"},"modified":"2017-05-23T16:47:09","modified_gmt":"2017-05-23T14:47:09","slug":"anti-war-essays-poems-short-stories-and-literary-excerpts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/openasia.org\/en\/2017\/05\/anti-war-essays-poems-short-stories-and-literary-excerpts\/","title":{"rendered":"Anti-war essays, poems, short stories and literary excerpts"},"content":{"rendered":"

Source: Anti War Literary and Philosophical Selections<\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cTo those of us who still retain an irreconcilable animus against war\u2026.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Whatever sickening justification may be advanced.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

David Peterson \/Chicago, USA<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Links to hundreds of writings against war:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Joseph Addison: Already have our quarrels fill\u2019d the world with widows and with orphans<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Addison and Richard Steele: It is a stupid and barbarous way to extend dominion by arms<\/a><\/p>\n

George Ade: The dubious rights granted a people \u201cliberated\u201d through war<\/a><\/p>\n

Aeschines: Following a policy of war after war; war, the destroyer of popular government<\/a><\/p>\n

Aeschines: Peace does not feed laziness<\/a><\/p>\n

Aeschylus: Ares, father of tears, mows the field of man<\/a><\/p>\n

Aeschylus: The unpeopled land laments her youth<\/a><\/p>\n

Aesop: The lies of lupine liberators<\/a><\/p>\n

Conrad Aiken: The history of war is the history of mankind, seven thousand million dead on the field of battle<\/a><\/p>\n

Conrad Aiken: Vast symphonic dance of death<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Akenside: The hidden plan whence every treaty, every war\u00a0began<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Akenside: Statesmanship versus\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alain: Why is there war?<\/a><\/p>\n

Alciphron: Content with a life of peace. Evading conscription is best.<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Aldanov: War was the only subject she\u00a0avoided<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: All the decay and dead of battlefields entered his blood and seemed to poison him<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: The Blood of the Young Men<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: The criminal cant and rant of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: How can we atone for the lost millions and millions of years of life, how atone for those lakes and seas of blood?<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: How well the premeditated mass murder of war is organized<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: It is so important to know how to kill<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: It was a war of missiles, murderous and soul-shaking explosives, like living in the graveyard of the world<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: Pools and ponds of blood, the huge black dogs of hell<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Aldington: Why so sentimental? Why all this fuss over a few million men killed and maimed?<\/a><\/p>\n

Vittorio Alfieri: The infamous trade of soldier, the sole basis of all arbitrary authority<\/a><\/p>\n

Vittorio Alfieri: Thousands immolated on the altar of despotism, slaves born but to fertilize the soil<\/a><\/p>\n

Grant Allen: I cannot contribute to making peaceable Canadian citizens throw themselves into the devouring whirlpool of militarism<\/a><\/p>\n

Grant Allen: War and blood money<\/a><\/p>\n

James Lane Allen: Then white and heavenly Peace again. Eteocles and Polyneices In America<\/a><\/p>\n

American writers on peace and against war<\/a><\/p>\n

Yehuda Amichai: Knowledge of peace passes from country to country, like children\u2019s games<\/a><\/p>\n

Amiel on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Ammianus Marcellinus: Empowering the military\u2026with foreseeable results<\/a><\/p>\n

Ammianus Marcellinus: War\u2019s landscape: discolored with the hue of dark blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Anacreon: Rather art and love than lamentable war<\/a><\/p>\n

Hans Christian Andersen: Art, not arms, rules the world. War, an allegory<\/a><\/p>\n

Sherwood Anderson: War destroys brotherhood<\/a><\/p>\n

Leonid Andreyev: The Red Laugh<\/a><\/p>\n

Antiphanes: War and personal destiny<\/a><\/p>\n

Apollodorus: Why do you devote all your thought to injuring one another by making war?<\/a><\/p>\n

Appian: Drawing the sword for mutual slaughter. The tears of fratricide.<\/a><\/p>\n

Appian: War fueled by blood and gold, excuse for expenditure of one, expropriation of the other<\/a><\/p>\n

Louis Aragon: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Louis Aragon: Caravans of Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Louis Aragon: Children scattering flowers will some day scatter deadly flowers, grenades<\/a><\/p>\n

Louis Aragon: The military: parasite and defender of parasitism<\/a><\/p>\n

Louis Aragon: The peace that forces murder down to its knees for confession<\/a><\/p>\n

Louis Aragon: War and its gloomy procession of storm clouds, sacred rites, illusions and lies<\/a><\/p>\n

Louis Aragon: War, signal for the coming massacre of the sacrificial herd<\/a><\/p>\n

Aratus: Justice deserts earth with warning of wars and cruel bloodshed<\/a><\/p>\n

Arturo Arias: There were bodies everywhere. They didn\u2019t move. They were called corpses.<\/a><\/p>\n

Aristides on the two types of war: Bad and worse<\/a><\/p>\n

Aristophanes: Rescuing Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Aristotle: How tyrants use\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Aristotle: Leader not praiseworthy in training citizens for conquest and dominion<\/a><\/p>\n

Aristotle: A man would be regarded as a bloodthirsty monster if he were to make war just to produce battles and slaughter<\/a><\/p>\n

Aristotle: When they had attained empire they fell, for of the arts of peace they knew nothing<\/a><\/p>\n

Edwin Arnold: Heaven\u2019s love descending in that loveliest word, PEACE!<\/a><\/p>\n

Edwin Arnold: My chariot shall not roll with bloody wheels till earth wears the red record of my name<\/a><\/p>\n

Matthew Arnold: Man shall live in peace, as now in\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Matthew Arnold: New Age. Uphung the spear, unbent the\u00a0bow.<\/a><\/p>\n

Matthew Arnold: Tolstoy\u2019s commandments of\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Arrian: Iraq, Afghanistan, Libya and the fate of conquerors<\/a><\/p>\n

W.H. Auden: A land laid waste, its towns in terror and all its young men slain<\/a><\/p>\n

Augustine: To make war on your neighbors, what else is this to be called than great robbery?<\/a><\/p>\n

Aulus Gellius: Thievery as school for war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Austin: The White Pall of\u00a0Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Marcel Aym\u00e9: A child\u2019s view of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Bacchylides: Paean on peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Balzac: Mass executions: Has Europe ever ceased from\u00a0wars?<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Barbey D\u2019Aurevilly: The jackals of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: All battles spring from themselves and necessitate each other to infinity<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbussse: As long as the colors of uniforms cover the flesh of men<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: The awful power of a dead man<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Blood-stained priest of the God of War<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Butchery as far as the eye can see<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Cold death sits brooding, great and sumptuous bird of prey is in the act of taking wing<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Crows eddying round naked flesh with flapping banners and war-cries<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: The enemy is militarism and no other<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Flags and swords, instruments of the cult of human sacrifice<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: The goddess of slaughter, the world worn out by war<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: I will wage war, even though I alone may survive<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Jesus on the battlefield<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Manual laborers of war glutting the cannon\u2019s mouth with their flesh<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: The mournful hearse of the army razes harshly<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Murder enters as invisibly as death itself. Industry multiplies its magic.<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: The only cause of war is the slavery of those whose flesh wages it<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Pay for a glory which is not yours or for ruins that others have made with your hands<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: \u201cPerhaps it is the last war of all\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Sepulchral sculptor\u2019s great sketch-model, the gate of hell<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Soldier\u2019s glory is a lie, like every other fine-looking thing in war<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: \u201cThat\u2019s war. It\u2019s not anything else.\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: There will be nothing else on the earth but preparation for war<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: These murdered souls, covered with black veils; they are you and I<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Torture\u2026agony\u2026human sacrifices\u2026<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: Under Fire<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: War, as hideous morally as physically<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: War befouls the country as it does faces and hearts<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: \u201cWar must be killed; war itself\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: War which breeds war, whether by victory or defeat<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: War\u2019s loathsome horror and lunacy<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: \u201cWe must have a new Ministry: a new public opinion: War.\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: The world has come to the end of its strength: it is vanquished by wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Barbusse: \u201cYou understand, I\u2019m against all wars\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Maurice Baring: Unalterable horror, misery, pain and suffering which is caused by modern\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Joel Barlow: War after war his hungry soul require, each land lie reeking with its people\u2019s slain<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Lovell Beddoes: War\u2019s harvest<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Bellamy: We have no wars now, and our governments no war powers<\/a><\/p>\n

Julien Benda: Military mysticism<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Vincent Ben\u00e9t: The dead march from the last to the next blind war<\/a><\/p>\n

Walter Benjamin: Self-alienated mankind experiences its own destruction as aesthetic pleasure<\/a><\/p>\n

B\u00e9ranger: When from the miseries of war we wake\u2026<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Bernanos: Wars like epidemics, with neither beginning nor end<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: Bombing produced cities of the dead<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: A fable: The war was going well, the war was going badly<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: It was a good night for an air raid. Somewhere or other there would be terror and death and destruction.<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: No one truly survives war<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: One of the fruits of war, that people should feel so alone and desolate<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: Orphaned by the bombs<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: The sound of the bombs whistling, the sounds of human suffering, the groans, the screams, the agonized appeals<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: Stop destroying so many good things that existed on earth simply in order to slaughter each other<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: Then the war passed over our countryside<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: A universal evil has given them the power to kill unknown people, people very like themselves<\/a><\/p>\n

Giuseppe Berto: War destroys the soul even when it spares the body<\/a><\/p>\n

Ambrose Bierce: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Ambrose Bierce: Warlike America<\/a><\/p>\n

Ambrose Bierce: Chickamauga<\/a><\/p>\n

Ambrose Bierce: The Coup de Gr\u00e2ce<\/a><\/p>\n

Ambrose Bierce: Killed At Resaca<\/a><\/p>\n

Ambrose Bierce: An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge<\/a><\/p>\n

Ambrose Bierce: War as parricide<\/a><\/p>\n

Bj\u00f8rnstjerne Bj\u00f8rnson: All labor\u2019s dread of war\u2019s mad waste and murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Bj\u00f8rnstjerne Bj\u00f8rnson: I saw a dove fear-daunted<\/a><\/p>\n

William Black: Better small farms, thriving and prosperous, than splendid ruins that tell of the fierceness of war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Black: Military glory, the most mean, the most cruel and contemptible thing under the sun!<\/a><\/p>\n

William Black: When Caesar\u2019s legions turn on him<\/a><\/p>\n

William Blake: Selections on war and peace<\/a><\/p>\n

William Blake: Be withdrawn cloudy war, troops of warriors depart, nor around our peaceable city breathe<\/a><\/p>\n

William Blake: Groaning among the happier dead<\/a><\/p>\n

William Blake: O for a voice like thunder, and a tongue to drown the throat of war!<\/a><\/p>\n

William Blake: O go not forth in Martyrdoms & Wars<\/a><\/p>\n

William Blake: To peaceful arts shall envy bow<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Blok: The kite, the mother and endless war<\/a><\/p>\n

Le\u00f3n Bloy: The Sword<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Bly: War, writers and government money<\/a><\/p>\n

Boethius: Provoking death\u2019s destined day by waging unjust and cruel wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Heinrich B\u00f6ll: Every death in war is a murder \u2013 a murder for which someone is responsible<\/a><\/p>\n

Heinrich B\u00f6ll: I\u2019m going to die soon and before the war is over. I shall never know peace again.<\/a><\/p>\n

Wolfgang Borchert: It was war; stories from a primer<\/a><\/p>\n

Wolfgang Borchert: Only one thing to do, say No!<\/a><\/p>\n

George Borrow: Prisoners of war: misery on one side, disgrace on the other<\/a><\/p>\n

James Boswell: On War<\/a><\/p>\n

James Boswell: Who profits by war?<\/a><\/p>\n

Pierre Boulle: The long reach of war profiteers<\/a><\/p>\n

Randolph Bourne: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Randolph Bourne: The War and the Intellectuals<\/a><\/p>\n

Randolph Bourne: War and the State<\/a><\/p>\n

Randolph Bourne: Willing war means willing all the evils that are organically bound up with it<\/a><\/p>\n

Randolph Bourne: Conscience and Intelligence in War<\/a><\/p>\n

Randolph Bourne: Twilight of Idols<\/a><\/p>\n

Randolph Bourne: Below the Battle<\/a><\/p>\n

William Lisle Bowles: Selections on war and\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

William Lisle Bowles: As War\u2019s black trump pealed its terrific\u00a0blast<\/a><\/p>\n

William Lisle Bowles: The dread name of the hideous war-fiend shall\u00a0perish<\/a><\/p>\n

William Lisle Bowles: The Fiend of War, sated with\u00a0slaughter<\/a><\/p>\n

William Lisle Bowles: Grim-visaged War drowns with his trumpet\u2019s blast a brother\u2019s\u00a0cries<\/a><\/p>\n

William Lisle Bowles: Oh, when will the long tempestuous night of warfare and of woe be rolled\u00a0away!<\/a><\/p>\n

William Lisle Bowles: When her war-song Victory doth sing, Destruction flaps aloft her iron-hurtling\u00a0wing<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry Noel Brailsford: Waiting for the horrors of a war that was\u00a0coming<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry Noel Brailsford: Who is the happy\u00a0warrior?<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: An Appeal Against Wholesale Murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: War, uninterrupted series of horrors, atrocities, and slaughter<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: The World at War<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: The Praise of War<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: Only officers and ammunition-makers wish war<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: Two million men held in readiness to exterminate each other<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: Wars waged by governments fronting for financial oligarchies<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: Abrupt about-face, the glorification of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: Giants of bloodshed; military staffs foster war<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: The future will look on war as the present looks on witchcraft, the Inquisition<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Brandes: War not fight for ideals but fight for concessions<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: For its material and moral beneficiaries, war can look forward to a prosperous future<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: German Miserere<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: I won\u2019t let you spoil my war for me<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: In war the attacker always has an alibi<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: Maimed soldiers are anti-war demonstrators<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: One\u2019s only got to make a war to become a millionaire. It\u2019s amazing!<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: Picture-book generals more dangerous, less brave, than serial killers<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: To hear the big fellows talk, they wage war from fear of God and for all things bright and beautiful<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: The upper classes sacrifice for the soldiers<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: War Song<\/a><\/p>\n

Bertolt Brecht: Wherein a holy war differs from other wars<\/a><\/p>\n

British writers on peace and war<\/a><\/p>\n

Louis Bromfield: NATO, Permanent War Panic and America\u2019s Messiah Complex<\/a><\/p>\n

Van Wyck Brooks: The truth about war that Mark Twain could only divulge after death<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Brockden Brown: Such is the spectacle exhibited in every field of\u00a0battle<\/a><\/p>\n

Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Exalt the name of Peace and leave those rusty wars that eat the soul<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Browning: Selections on peace and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Browning: The devil\u2019s doctrine, the paraded shame of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Browning: Far and wide the victims of our warfare strew the\u00a0plain<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Browning: Peace, in whom depths of wealth\u00a0lie<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Browning: Peace rises within them ever more and\u00a0more<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Browning: They sent a million fighters forth South and North<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cullen Bryant: Christmas 1875<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cullen Bryant: Emblem of the peace that yet shall be, noise of war shall cease from sea to sea<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Buchanan: The moon gleamed on the dreadful drifts of\u00a0dead<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Bulwer Lytton: The heartless and miserable vanity from which arose wars neither useful nor honourable<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Bulwer Lytton: The sword, consecrating homicide and massacre with a hollow name<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Burns: I hate murder by flood or\u00a0field<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Burns: Peace, thy olive wand extend and bid wild War his ravage\u00a0end<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Burns: Wars, the plagues of human\u00a0life<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Butler: Religion of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Butler: Valor in modern\u00a0warfare<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: Selections on\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: The age of beauty will succeed the sport of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: All ills past, present and to come yield to the true portrait of one\u00a0battle-field<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: Blasted below the hot breath of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: The drying up a single tear has more of honest fame than shedding seas of\u00a0gore.<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: Gore and glory seen in hell\u00a0alone<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: The Grave shall bear the chiefest prize\u00a0away<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: I loathe all war and\u00a0warriors<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: I made no\u00a0wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: Just ponder what a pious pastime war\u00a0is<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: Such is the absorbing hate when warring nations\u00a0meet<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: The time is past when swords\u00a0subdued<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: War, banquet for wolf and worm<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: War cuts up not only branch, but root<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: War did glut himself again, all earth was but one thought \u2013 and that was death<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: War feeds the vultures, wolves and\u00a0worms<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: War returns on its\u00a0perpetrator<\/a><\/p>\n

Byron: War\u2019s a brain-spattering, windpipe-slitting art<\/a><\/p>\n

Callimachus: Nurse peace, that he who sows may also reap<\/a><\/p>\n

Calpurnius Siculus: The unholy War-Goddess shall yield. All wars shall be quelled in Tartarean durance.<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Campbell: Selections on peace and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Campbell: Maddening strife and blood-stain\u2019d fields to\u00a0come<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Campbell: Men will weep for him when many a guilty martial fame is dim<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Campbell: Sending whirlwind warrants forth to rouse the slumbering fiends of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Campbell: Shall War\u2019s polluted banner ne\u2019er be\u00a0furl\u2019d?<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Campbell: The snow shall be their winding-sheet, every turf a soldier\u2019s sepulchre<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Campion: Raving war wastes our empty\u00a0fields<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Campion: Then bloody swords and armour should not be<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Campion: Upright man needs neither towers nor\u00a0armour<\/a><\/p>\n

Albert Camus: Where war lives. The reign of beasts has begun.<\/a><\/p>\n

Karel \u010capek: The War with the Newts<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernesto Cardenal: They speak of peace and secretly prepare for war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Carew: Lust for gold fills the world with tumult, blood, and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Carew: They\u2019ll hang their arms upon the olive\u00a0bough<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Carlyle: The works of peace versus battles and\u00a0war-tumults<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Carlyle: What blood-filled trenches, and contentious centuries, may still divide us!<\/a><\/p>\n

Catullus: Appalled by fratricide, gods turned from man<\/a><\/p>\n

Cervantes: Everything then was friendship, everything was harmony<\/a><\/p>\n

Chateaubriand: Would-be master of the world who knew only how to destroy<\/a><\/p>\n

Geoffrey Chaucer: The city to the soldier\u2019s rage resigned; successless wars and poverty\u00a0behind<\/a><\/p>\n

Anton Chekhov: You can\u2019t remember a single year without\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Victor Cherbuliez and Erich Fromm: Wars are outbursts of destructiveness and paranoid suspicion<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Chesnutt: Justice, Peace \u2013 the seed and the flower of civilisation<\/a><\/p>\n

G.K. Chesterton: In modern war defeat is complete defeat<\/a><\/p>\n

Cicero: All wars, undertaken without a proper motive, are\u00a0unjust<\/a><\/p>\n

Cicero: Military commands, phantom of glory and the ruin of one\u2019s own country and personal downfall<\/a><\/p>\n

Claudian: Hell\u2019s numberless monsters plot war<\/a><\/p>\n

Clement of Alexandria: Gods of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Clement of Alexandria: Let us gird ourselves with the armour of\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Arthur Hugh Clough: For an impalpable odour of honour armies shall\u00a0bleed<\/a><\/p>\n

Arthur Hugh Clough: Ye vulgar dreamers about\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Humphrey Cobb: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Humphrey Cobb: Generals are reassured by the smell of the dead<\/a><\/p>\n

Humphrey Cobb: Hallucination of fantastic butchery; too much for one man to bear<\/a><\/p>\n

Humphrey Cobb: The paths of glory lead but to the rats<\/a><\/p>\n

Humphrey Cobb: Reworking the sixth commandment for war; thou shalt not commit individual murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Humphrey Cobb: War never settled anything except who was the strongest<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Selections on peace and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: All our dainty terms for fratricide<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: And war still violates the unfinished works of\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: The demon War and its attendants, maniac Suicide and giant\u00a0Murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Fire, Famine, And Slaughter: A War\u00a0Eclogue<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: From all sides rush the thirsty brood of\u00a0War!<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: War and all its dread vicissitudes pleasingly agitate their stagnant hearts<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: War is a murderous fiend, by fiends\u00a0adored<\/a><\/p>\n

William Collins: Ode to Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Conrad: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Conrad: Firing into a continent, a touch of insanity in the proceeding<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Conrad: In modern war mankind cannot resist the temptation to use any stealthy, murderous contrivance<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Conrad: Men go mad in protest against \u201cpeculiar sanity\u201d of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Conrad: Moral cannibals feeding on each other\u2019s misfortunes: \u2018It\u2019s a damned bad war, but it\u2019s better than no war at all.\u2019<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Conrad: With earth soaked in blood, all men seek some formula of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

James Fenimore Cooper: Is there a star where war and bloodshed aren\u2019t known?<\/a><\/p>\n

James Fenimore Cooper: Oppression and injustice the natural consequences of military power uncurbed by restraints of civil authority<\/a><\/p>\n

James Fenimore Cooper: War\u2019s victory not worth the sacrifice of human life<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: Selections from The Paris Front<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: Blood! Blood! But there is still not enough.<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: The everlasting glorification of murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: War, the most brutal heritage of the past<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: In war fathers bury their sons<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: War sentiment is general dementia, barbarous and neolithic<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: Millions of men killed to cure a single hypochondriac<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: War \u2013 hell let loose, butchery, a return to barbarism<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: War is irreparable loss for the earth and the human race<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: The hideous futility of war in itself<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: Future description of these horrors ought to make any return of war impossible<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: Striking against war<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: The Truth is the chief victim of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: Glorification of slaughter is the beginning of future armaments<\/a><\/p>\n

Michel Corday: The plague that comes in war\u2019s train<\/a>\\<\/p>\n

Joseph Cottle: Selections on\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Cottle: If on the slaughter\u2019d field some mind\u00a0humane\u2026<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Cottle: Know you their crimes on whom you warfare\u00a0wage?<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Cottle: Plant the seeds of universal\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Cottle: Torn from their cots to wield the murderer\u2019s blade<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Cottle: Warn mankind to shun the hostile\u00a0spear<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Cottle: War\u2019s noxious breath fills earth with discord, dread, and\u00a0death<\/a><\/p>\n

Abraham Cowley: Like the peace, but think it comes too\u00a0late<\/a><\/p>\n

Abraham Cowley: Only peace breeds scarcity in\u00a0Hell<\/a><\/p>\n

Abraham Cowley: To give peace and then the rules of\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Malcolm Cowley: By day there are only the dead<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cowper: Selections on peace and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cowper on war and man\u2019s inhumanity to man: Homo homini lupus<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cowper: In every heart are sown the sparks that kindle fiery\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cowper: Never shall you hear the voice of war\u00a0again<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cowper: O place me in some heaven-protected isle where no crested warrior dips his plume in\u00a0blood<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cowper: Peace, both the duty and the\u00a0prize<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cowper: They trust in navies and\u00a0armies<\/a><\/p>\n

William Cowper: Universal soldiership has stabbed the heart of\u00a0man<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Crane: An Episode of\u00a0War<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Crane: There was crimson clash of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Crane: War Is Kind<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Crashaw: In Hell\u2019s\u00a0palaces<\/a><\/p>\n

F. Marion Crawford: The world dreads the very name of war, lest it should become universal once it breaks out<\/a><\/p>\n

Rub\u00e9n Dar\u00edo: You think the future is wherever your bullet strikes<\/a><\/p>\n

Alphonse Daudet: Revenge and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Davenant : War, the sport of kings, increases the number of\u00a0dead<\/a><\/p>\n

John Davidson: Blood in torrents pour in vain, for war breeds war again<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Harding Davis: Destruction versus civilization, soldiers and engineers<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Day: Wages abhorred war with\u00a0humankind<\/a><\/p>\n

John William De Forest: Uncivil war<\/a><\/p>\n

Daniel Defoe: Mammon and Mars, twin deities<\/a><\/p>\n

Demosthenes: When war comes home, the fatal weaknesses of states are revealed<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Dickens: Waging war to perpetuate slavery<\/a><\/p>\n

Emily Dickinson: I many times thought Peace had come<\/a><\/p>\n

Dio Cassius: Weeping and lamenting the fratricide of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Dio Chystostom: Greed leads to internal strife and foreign wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Dio Chrystostom: On the fate of states educated only for war<\/a><\/p>\n

Diodorus Siculus: Alexander\u2019s first encounter with military glory<\/a><\/p>\n

Diodorus Siculus: History is more than the recording of\u00a0wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Diogenes Laertius: Steel and\u00a0eloquence<\/a><\/p>\n

Dionysius of Halicarnassus: Scorn rapine and violence and the profits accruing from war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred D\u00f6blin: The law and the police are at the service of the war state and its slavery<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred D\u00f6blin: The old grim cry for war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred D\u00f6blin: War is not ineluctable fate<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred D\u00f6blin: We march to war, Death folds his cloak singing: Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes.<\/a><\/p>\n

Austin Dobson: Before Sedan<\/a><\/p>\n

John Donne: The horror and ghastliness of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Donne: War and misery are one thing<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dos Passos: Selection on war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dos Passos: Meat for guns. Shot for saying the war was wrong.<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dos Passos: The miserable dullness of industrialized slaughter<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dos Passos: Not wake up till the war was over and you could be a human being again<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dos Passos: They were going to kill everybody who spoke that language<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dos Passos: Three Soldiers<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dos Passos on Randolph Bourne: War is the health of the state<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dos Passos: What was the good of stopping the war if the armies continued?<\/a><\/p>\n

Fyodor Dostoevsky: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Fyodor Dostoevsky: The desire to rule mankind as slaves leads West to colossal, final war<\/a><\/p>\n

1862: Dostoevsky on the new world order<\/a><\/p>\n

Fyodor Dostoevsky: The abysmal cunning of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Fyodor Dostoevsky: Holocaustal weapons of future wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Fyodor Dostoevsky: Holy blood was shed, regular wars sprang up<\/a><\/p>\n

Michael Drayton: All your banks with peace preserved\u00a0be<\/a><\/p>\n

Theodore Dreiser: If he went he might be shot, and what would his noble emotion amount to then? He would rather make money, regulate current political, social and financial affairs<\/a><\/p>\n

Theodore Dreiser: The logic of military victory, an apologue<\/a><\/p>\n

Theodore Dreiser and Smedley Butler: War is a Racket<\/a><\/p>\n

Maurice Druon: A contempt for all things military<\/a><\/p>\n

Maurice Druon: The dual prerogatives of minting coins and waging wars<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dryden: All your care is to provide the horrid pomp of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dryden: In peace the thoughts of war he could\u00a0remove<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dryden and Horace: Happy is he who trumpets summon not to\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Dryden and Lucretius: Venus and Mars: Lull the world in universal\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Guillaume de Saluste Du Bartas: Breaking oaths of peace, cover the fields with bloody carcasses<\/a><\/p>\n

W.E.B. Du Bois: Work for Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: The demon of war had imprisoned us under his knee<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: The Fleshmongers, War\u2019s Winnowing Basket<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: Mosaic of pain stained with mud and blood, the colours of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: No end to war without moral reeducation<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: No man desires war\u2026but if there\u2019s money to be made\u2026<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: The possession of the world is not decided by guns. It is the noble work of peace.<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: The stupid machine of war throws out, from minute to minute, bleeding men<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: The Third Symphony, a slender bridge across the abyss<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: War and civilization<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: War has achieved the mournful miracle of denaturing nature, rendering it ignoble and criminal<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: Who has taught children of man that war brings happiness?<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Duhamel: World where now there are more graveyards than villages<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexandre Dumas: The\u00a0dove<\/a><\/p>\n

Paul Laurence Dunbar: Birds of peace and deadened hearts<\/a><\/p>\n

Finley Peter Dunne: A great nation at war (in the vernacular)<\/a><\/p>\n

Maurice Duplay: Colloquy on science and war<\/a><\/p>\n

Maurice Duplay: Imperative to uproot the passion of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Marguerite Duras: The civilizing mission<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean Dutourd: The horrors of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Dyer: So that of war the very name may not be heard again<\/a><\/p>\n

E\u00e7a de Queiroz: Afghanistan<\/a><\/p>\n

E\u00e7a de Queiroz: The English in Egypt, a case study<\/a><\/p>\n

Havelock Ellis: War, a relapse from civilisation into barbarism, if not savagery<\/a><\/p>\n

Paul \u00c9luard: True law of men despite the misery and war<\/a><\/p>\n

Epictetus: I and mine, the cause of wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Erasmus: The Complaint of Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Erckmann-Chatrian: In a century the war gods will be recognized as barbarians<\/a><\/p>\n

Erckmann-Chatrian: In war belligerents conspire against their own citizens<\/a><\/p>\n

Euripides: The crown of War, the crown of Woe<\/a><\/p>\n

Faiz Ahmed Faiz: Today, war means the annihilation of the human race itself<\/a><\/p>\n

Eleanor Farjeon: Peace Poem<\/a><\/p>\n

William Faulkner: There is only the question: When will I be blown up?<\/a><\/p>\n

William Faulkner: To militarists, all civilians, even their own, are alien intruders<\/a><\/p>\n

George Farquhar: What induced you to turn soldier?<\/a><\/p>\n

Konstantin Fedin: Is there anyone who doesn\u2019t want this war to be the last one on earth?<\/a><\/p>\n

F\u00e9nelon: War is the most dreadful of all evils by which heaven has afflicted man<\/a><\/p>\n

Lion Feuchtwanger: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Lion Feuchtwanger: The demand for perpetual peace must be raised again and again<\/a><\/p>\n

Lion Feuchtwanger: The future national state: A military power beyond conception<\/a><\/p>\n

Lion Feuchtwanger: The privilege, the courage of fighting for peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Lion Feuchtwanger: Service at the front gave him a burning hatred for militarism<\/a><\/p>\n

Lion Feuchtwanger: There is no greater crime than an unnecessary war<\/a><\/p>\n

Lion Feuchtwanger: War to make the world safe for democracy<\/a><\/p>\n

Johann Gottlieb Fichte: The inexorable law of universal peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Eugene Field and Thorne Smith: Bacchus disables Mars<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry Fielding: On the condign fate of Great Men and conquerors<\/a><\/p>\n

F. Scott Fitzgerald: War comes to Princeton<\/a><\/p>\n

Gustave Flaubert and George Sand: Monstrous conflicts of which we have no idea; warfare suppressed or civilization perishes<\/a><\/p>\n

Florus: Scattering the flames of war over the whole world<\/a><\/p>\n

Florus: World war, something worse than war<\/a><\/p>\n

E.M. Forster: The Imperialist is not what he thinks or seems. He is a destroyer.<\/a><\/p>\n

E.M. Forster: Wars spurred on by persistent talk of war, amplified by the gutter press<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Attack the monster that devours our race; make war on war, a war to the death<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Barracks are a hideous invention of modern times<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Brutal impulse which has led and still leads one half of humanity to destroy the other<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Ceaselessly repeating that war is abominable, avoiding all the tortuous intrigues which might provoke it<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Country living under shadow of war is easy to govern<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Education and War<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Emerging painfully from primitive barbarism, war<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: The ethics of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Financiers only wanted colonial wars and the people did not want any wars at all<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: \u201cHe left us impoverished and depopulated, but he gave us glory\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: How the U.S. Congress deliberates on wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: In civilised nations the glory of massacre is the greatest glory known<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Letter to an advocate of \u201cpeace with victory\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Military service the most terrible pest of civilised nations<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Modern Romans, the Americanization of the world<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: No one has right to kill, just man will refuse to draw his number for war<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Nobel Prize speech<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Only two ways out of militarism \u2013 war and bankruptcy<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Restoring order by means of theft, rape, pillage, murder and incendiarism<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: To avert the danger of peace breaking out\u2026<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: The tutelary gods of world war<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Wait till the warriors you make gods of swallow you all up<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: War brings to the victor himself but ruin and misery, is nothing but a horrible and stupid crime<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: War, burlesque masquerade in which fatuous patriots sing stupid dithyrambs<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: War debases man beneath the level of ferocious beasts<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: War is committing all crimes by which an individual dishonours himself: arson, robbery, rape, murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: War is the last redoubt of oligarchy, plutocracy<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Wars fought over territorial acquisition, commercial rivalries<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: \u201cWhat you call murder and robbery may really be war and conquest, sacred foundations of empires\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Whether civil or foreign, war is execrable<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France: Why should not humanity abolish the law of murder?<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France on Victor Hugo: People to substitute justice and peace for war and bloodshed<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France on \u00c9mile Zola, military terrorism and world peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France and Michel Corday: The press fans the flames of war\u2019s blast furnace<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France and Michel Corday: Threat of annihilation in gigantic Armageddon<\/a><\/p>\n

Anatole France and Michel Corday: War is a crime, for which victory brings no atonement<\/a><\/p>\n

Bruno Frank: Mercenaries lay coffinless in their thousands; terribly easy for princes to carry on their wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Ivan Franko: Even the dove has the blood of men on its snowy white wings<\/a><\/p>\n

Harold Frederic: War inflicts stifling political conformity<\/a><\/p>\n

French writers on war and peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Fronto: Devotion to\u00a0peace\u00a0<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry Blake Fuller: Killed and wounded on the fields of hate<\/a><\/p>\n

Margaret Fuller: America, with no prouder emblem than the Dove<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Fuller: As though there were not enough men-murdering\u00a0engines<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Fuller: When all the world might smile in perfect\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy, 1911: Air war last and worst hideous development of the black arts of warfare<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: Achieving perpetual peace by securing the annihilation of our common enemies<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: Friend becomes foe with war psychosis<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: Grandiloquent phrases are the very munitions of war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: History, made up of wars and intrigues which have originated in the brains of public men<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: The monstrous injustice of conflating chauvinism with common drunkenness<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: No one who disagrees with me must say anything if we are to save the cause of freedom and humanity<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: On the drawbacks of uttering pro-war cant<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: On the embarrassing consequences of bellicose pontification<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: Only a helpless or wicked God would allow the slaughter of millions<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: The procreative demands of war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: The pure essence of humanitarian warfare sentiments<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: War moves mankind towards the manly and unforgiving vigour of the tiger and the rat<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: \u201cThe war! The cursed war!\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

John Galsworthy: War, where Christ is daily crucified a million times over<\/a><\/p>\n

Rasul Gamzatov: For women war is never over<\/a><\/p>\n

Gabriel Garc\u00eda M\u00e1rquez: Five wars and seventeen military coups<\/a><\/p>\n

Hamlin Garland: Cog in a vast machine for killing men<\/a><\/p>\n

David Garnett: Criminal to welcome war<\/a><\/p>\n

David Garnett: War is the worst of the epidemic diseases which afflict mankind<\/a><\/p>\n

Vsevolod Garshin: Four Days<\/a><\/p>\n

John Gay: Parallel lives. Highwaymen and\u00a0soldiers.<\/a><\/p>\n

Stefan George: Monsters of lead and iron, tubes and rods escape their maker\u2019s hand and rage unruly<\/a><\/p>\n

German writers on peace and war<\/a><\/p>\n

C. Virgil Gheorghiu: Armies composed of mercenaries fighting for the consolidation of robot society<\/a><\/p>\n

C. Virgil Gheorghiu: In order to achieve victory the earth has been strewn with the bodies of innocent men, women, and children<\/a><\/p>\n

C. Virgil Gheorghiu: Third World War, the first true world war in history<\/a><\/p>\n

Andr\u00e9 Gide: Transformation of a war supporter<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean Giono: Led to the slaughterhouse<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean Giono: Rats and worms were the only living things<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean Giono: War, nourishment and dismemberment<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean Giono: War! Who\u2019s the madman in charge of all this? Who\u2019s the madman who gives the orders?<\/a><\/p>\n

George Gissing: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

George Gissing: Culpable fatalism: war is assured by perpetual prophecies of statesmen and journalists<\/a><\/p>\n

George Gissing: The imposition of military servitude<\/a><\/p>\n

George Gissing: Letter to a son killed in war: War is a horrible thing that ought to be left to savages<\/a><\/p>\n

George Gissing: Lord of Slaughter commands curse of universal soldiering<\/a><\/p>\n

George Gissing: War turns science into enemy of man<\/a><\/p>\n

George Gissing: When the next great war comes, newspapers will be the chief cause of it<\/a><\/p>\n

Ellen Glasgow: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Ellen Glasgow: The Altar of the War God<\/a><\/p>\n

Ellen Glasgow: His vision of the future only an endless warfare and a wasted land<\/a><\/p>\n

Ellen Glasgow: The Reign of the Brute<\/a><\/p>\n

Ellen Glasgow: \u201cThat killed how many? how many?\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Ellen Glasgow: Then the rows of dead men stared at him through the falling rain in the deserted field<\/a><\/p>\n

William Godwin: Inventions of a barbarous age, deluging provinces with blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Ferdynand Goetel: Hands off our home, you tracking murderers! Hands off our brains and hearts!<\/a><\/p>\n

Ferdynand Goetel: Men ripped up by the Moloch of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Goethe: \u201cO wisdom, thou speakest as a dove!\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Goethe: Withdraw hands from your swords<\/a><\/p>\n

Nikolai Gogol: The dove not seeing the hawk. War in the Ukraine<\/a><\/p>\n

Oliver Goldsmith: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Oliver Goldsmith: A thousand hecatombs for mere trumperies. Imperial contest that no honest man can wish either side wins.<\/a><\/p>\n

Oliver Goldsmith on war: Hundreds of thousands killed without consequence<\/a><\/p>\n

Oliver Goldsmith: I am an enemy to nothing in this good world but war<\/a><\/p>\n

Oliver Goldsmith: To make one man happy is more truly great than having ten thousand captives groaning at the wheels of his chariot<\/a><\/p>\n

Oliver Goldsmith: War and its servile press<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky on Romain Rolland, war and humanism<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky to H.G. Wells: Cleanse from the hearts of children the blood-stained rust of horrible and senseless war<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: The fatal consequences of ignoring military protocol<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: Generals and substitutes for monkeys<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: Henri Barbusse and the mass of lies, hypocrisy, cruelty, dirt and blood called war<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: Military museum; soaking the dirt and dust of the earth with copious blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: Military Tower of Babel<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: Only time to train cannon fodder, not soldiers<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: Perfidious Albion at war<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: \u201cThat\u2019s what war is for \u2013 to seize foreign land or depopulate one\u2019s own\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: The true motives of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: War and Civilization<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: War, cunning in its stupidity<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: War permits destruction of every kind: losing limbs fighting for our country<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: What in war is honorable, in peacetime is criminal<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: What we needed was a successful war \u2013 with anybody at all<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: When \u201ccause of freedom for man\u201d means money for armaments<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: With arming of vast hordes of people, what can I get out of the war?<\/a><\/p>\n

Maxim Gorky: World war and racial conflict on an obscure, infinitesimal planet<\/a><\/p>\n

Edmund Gosse: War and the brutalities of the real thing<\/a><\/p>\n

Remy de Gourmont: Getting drunk at the dirty cask of militarism<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: Accommodations for a million men killed in war<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: A certain cure for lust of blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: Even its opponents don\u2019t survive war<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: The grim arithmetic of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: Men at arms and men of letters, the birth of English pacifism in the First World War<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: Military madness degenerating into savagery<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: Recalling the last war, preparing for the next<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: War follows its victims back home<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: War should be a sport for men above forty-five only<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: War\u2019s path of death, decay and decomposition<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: War\u2019s ultimate victors, the rats<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Graves: When even war\u2019s gallows humor fails<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Gray: Clouds of carnage blot the sun; weave the crimson web of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Greek and Roman writers on war and peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Graham Greene: He carried the war in his heart, infecting everything<\/a><\/p>\n

Graham Greene: A hundred English Guernicas<\/a><\/p>\n

Graham Greene: Letter On NATO Threat To Cuba<\/a><\/p>\n

Graham Greene: None of us can hate any more \u2013 or love. You have to feel something to stop a war.<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Greene: Then the stormy threats of wars shall\u00a0cease<\/a><\/p>\n

Fulke Greville: The shames of peace are the pride of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Nordahl Grieg: War is contempt for life<\/a><\/p>\n

Jorge Guill\u00e9n: The monsters have passed over<\/a><\/p>\n

Nicol\u00e1s Guill\u00e9n: Come, dove, come tell me the tale of your woe<\/a><\/p>\n

Pentti Haanp\u00e4\u00e4: War suits only such people as want to die<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Hardy: All-Earth-gladdening Law of Peace, war\u2019s apology wholly stultified<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Hardy: Channel Firing<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Hardy: The Man He\u00a0Killed<\/a><\/p>\n

Frances Ellen Watkins Harper: Do Not Cheer, Men Are Dying<\/a><\/p>\n

Frank Harris: Soulless selfishness of war; Anglo-Saxon domineering combativeness greatest danger to Humanity<\/a><\/p>\n

Frank Harris: Henri Barbusse and the war against war<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: Bombardment, maniacal congealed hatred<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: This is called an artillery duel<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: Two kinds of people in the world, those who like wars and those who fight them<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: War and really murdering someone<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: War is a hell that no god, however cruel, would fashion for his most deadly enemies<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: War\u2019s snarling, savage beasts<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: War\u2019s whispered reminder, you must come back to my howling madness<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: We have learned who our enemies are<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Yale Harrison: Who can comfort whom in war? The mother of the man who died at the end of my bayonet<\/a><\/p>\n

Jaroslav Ha\u0161ek: Bathe in the blood of the enemy and slaughter them all as Herod did the babies<\/a><\/p>\n

Jaroslav Ha\u0161ek: Systematized, systematic system for writing of anticipatory war glories<\/a><\/p>\n

Gerhart Hauptmann: American politics and warships<\/a><\/p>\n

Nathaniel Hawthorne on war: Drinking out of skulls till the Millennium<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: Selections on\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: And this is patriotism. Practitioners of eternal\u00a0war.<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: Difference between a war-expenditure and what ought to be a peace-establishment<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: Effects of war and\u00a0taxes<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: Harpies of the press. Juggling fiends. Systematic opponents of peace. Ceaseless partisans of interminable\u00a0hostilities.<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: High-priests of Moloch foam at the mouth at the name of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: Keystone of indestructible war-system: Closing up the avenues to peace, shutting the gates of mercy on\u00a0mankind<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: Systematic patrons of eternal war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: Ultima ratio regum: liberals and conservatives united by leaden bullets and steel\u00a0bayonets<\/a><\/p>\n

William Hazlitt: War is in itself is a thriving, sensible traffic only to\u00a0cannibals<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: All armies are the same<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: Beaten to start with, beaten when they took them from their farms and put them in the army<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: Combat the murder that is war<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: \u201cDown with the officers. Viva la Pace!\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: \u201cIf everybody would not attack the war would be over\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: \u201cIt doesn\u2019t finish. There is no finish to a war.\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: Nothing sacred about war\u2019s stockyards<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: Perhaps wars weren\u2019t won any more. Maybe they went on forever.<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: There are people who would make war, there are other people who would not make war<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Hemingway: Who wins wars?<\/a><\/p>\n

O. Henry: The ethics of justifiable slaughter<\/a><\/p>\n

George Herbert: Make war to\u00a0cease<\/a><\/p>\n

Johann Gottfried Herder: Hardly dare name or write the terrible word \u201cwar\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Jos\u00e9-Maria de Heredia: Drunk with dreams that brutal conquests bring<\/a><\/p>\n

Miguel Hern\u00e1ndez: Wretched Wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Herodian: Accommodating the military, selling an empire<\/a><\/p>\n

Herodotus: No one is fool enough to choose war instead of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Herrick: The Olive\u00a0Branch<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Herrick: The olive branch, the arch of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: Selections on the military and war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: As soon as a boy can walk, he is given a toy sword to train him to murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: Barracks, the most inhuman condition in which men live. An exhibition of generals.<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: Blood replaced by tears, the field of battle by forgotten tombs<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: Chthonic passions, heathen patriotism fuel war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: Despotism means military discipline, empires mean war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: The frenzied anxiety, the exhausted satiety that lead to war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: Inhumanity of army discipline, flunky of a crowned soldier<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: Middle class idyll impossible with half a million bayonets clamoring for \u201cwork\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: Six hundred thousand animated machines with bayonets. Military caste divides the people into two nations<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: The type of military commander in whom everything social and moral, everything human has died out<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: War and \u201cinternational law\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: War, duel between nations; duel, war between individuals<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Herzen: What the military calls work<\/a><\/p>\n

Hesiod: Lamentable works of Ares lead to dank house of Hades<\/a><\/p>\n

Maurice Hewlett: In the Trenches<\/a><\/p>\n

Maurice Hewlett: Who prayeth peace?<\/a><\/p>\n

Stefan Heym: Sure it\u2019s a vicious circle, it\u2019s war<\/a><\/p>\n

Stefan Heym: The whole scene was immersed in the silence of absolute death<\/a><\/p>\n

Stefan Heym: The world market\u2026making new wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Nazim Hikmet: The Little Girl<\/a><\/p>\n

Nazim Hikmet: Sad kind of freedom, free to be an American air base<\/a><\/p>\n

James Hogg: Few such monsters can mankind endure: The fields are heaped with dead and\u00a0dying.<\/a><\/p>\n

James Hogg: Millions have bled that sycophants may\u00a0rule<\/a><\/p>\n

Ludvig Holberg: Military modesty and\u00a0candor<\/a><\/p>\n

Friedrich H\u00f6lderlin: Celebration of Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Oliver Wendell Holmes: Hymn to Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Oliver Wendell Holmes: Not so enamored of the drum and trumpet<\/a><\/p>\n

Homer: The great gods are never pleased with violent deeds<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Hood: As gentle as sweet heaven\u2019s dew beside the red and horrid drops of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Hood: Freelance\u00a0soldiering<\/a><\/p>\n

A. D. Hope: Inscription for a War<\/a><\/p>\n

Gerard Manley Hopkins: What pure peace allows alarms of\u00a0wars?<\/a><\/p>\n

Horace: Let there be a limit to\u00a0warfare<\/a><\/p>\n

Horace: Transcending war<\/a><\/p>\n

Julia Ward Howe: Mother\u2019s Day Proclamation 1870<\/a><\/p>\n

William Dean Howells: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Dean Howells: Editha<\/a><\/p>\n

William Dean Howells: If we have war, every good cause will be set back<\/a><\/p>\n

William Dean Howells to Henry James: The most stupid and causeless war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Dean Howells: Spanish Prisoners of War<\/a><\/p>\n

William Dean Howells: On Mark Twain and war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Dean Howells to Mark Twain: War for humanity turned into war for coal-stations<\/a><\/p>\n

William Dean Howells: Warmongers should tremble when they remember that God is just<\/a><\/p>\n

William Dean Howells: Wilson\u2019s Mexican war, wickeder than that of 1846<\/a><\/p>\n

Langston Hughes: A mighty army serving human kind, not an army geared to kill<\/a><\/p>\n

Victor Hugo: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Victor Hugo: The black eagle waits with claws outspread<\/a><\/p>\n

Victor Hugo: The face of Cain, hunters of men, sublime cutthroats<\/a><\/p>\n

Victor Hugo: War, made by humanity against humanity, despite humanity<\/a><\/p>\n

Victor Hugo: Glorious war does not exist; peace, that sublime, universal desire<\/a><\/p>\n

Victor Hugo: Brute war, dire birth of hellish race<\/a><\/p>\n

Victor Hugo: International Peace Congress 1851<\/a><\/p>\n

Leigh Hunt: Captain Sword and Captain Pen<\/a><\/p>\n

Leigh Hunt: The devilish drouth of the cannon\u2019s ever-gaping\u00a0mouth<\/a><\/p>\n

Leigh Hunt: Some Remarks On War And Military Statesmen<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Absurdity of talking about the defence of democracy by war<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: All devote themselves methodically and scientifically to general massacre and wholesale destruction<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: The first of the political causes of war is war itself<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: How are we to get rid of war when we celebrate militarists?<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Imposition of permanent military servitude upon the masses<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Manufacturing of arms, an intrinsically abominable practice<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Nuclear weapons, establishing world domination for one\u2019s gang<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: One cannot be ruler of militaristic society without being militarist oneself<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Peace of the world frequently endangered in order that oil magnates might grow a little richer<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Rhetorical devices used to conceal fundamental absurdity and monstrosity of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Science, technology harnessed to the chariot of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Scientific workers must take action against war<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: Shifting people\u2019s attention in world where war-making remains an almost sacred habit<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: War is mass murder organized in cold blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: War is not a law of nature, nor even of human nature<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: War is now the affair of every man, woman and child in the community<\/a><\/p>\n

Aldous Huxley: War shatters precarious crust of civilization, precipitates vast numbers of human beings into abyss of misery and frenzied diabolism<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean Ingelow: And the dove said, \u201cGive us peace!\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Irish writers on peace and war<\/a><\/p>\n

Washington Irving: The laudable spirit of military emulation. Soldiers, poor animals<\/a><\/p>\n

Washington Irving: Most pacific nation in the world? Rather the most warlike<\/a><\/p>\n

Washington Irving: The renown not purchased by deeds of violence and blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Isocrates: Addicted to war, lusting after imperial power<\/a><\/p>\n

Isocrates: War zealots plunge state into manifold disasters<\/a><\/p>\n

Avetik Issahakian: Eternal fabricators of war, erecting pyramids with a myriad skulls<\/a><\/p>\n

Pana\u00eft Istrati: Crusades profit neither those who fight, nor the cause for which they have gone to war<\/a><\/p>\n

Pana\u00eft Istrati: Warmakers and toadeaters<\/a><\/p>\n

Italian writers on war and militarism<\/a><\/p>\n

Jaros\u0142aw Iwaszkiewicz: The word pax, pax, pax<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry James: Beguiled into thinking war, worst horror that attends the life of nations, could not recur<\/a><\/p>\n

William James: The Moral Equivalent of War<\/a><\/p>\n

William James: The Philippine Tangle<\/a><\/p>\n

Randall Jarrell: In bombers named for girls, we burned the cities we had learned about in school<\/a><\/p>\n

Robinson Jeffers: Eagle Valor, Chicken Mind<\/a><\/p>\n

Soame Jenyns: One good-natured act more praises gain than armies overthrown, and thousands slain<\/a><\/p>\n

Soame Jenyns: The soldier\u2019s scarlet glowing from afar shows his bloody occupation\u2019s war<\/a><\/p>\n

Jerome: We must seek peace if we are to avoid\u00a0wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Johnson: I to nobler themes aspire<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Johnson: Reason frowns on War\u2019s unequal\u00a0game<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Johnson: War is heaviest of national evils, a calamity in which every species of misery is involved<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Johnson: War is the extremity of evil<\/a><\/p>\n

M\u00f3r J\u00f3kai: In the soldier\u2019s march to glory each step is a human corpse<\/a><\/p>\n

M\u00f3r J\u00f3kai: War\u2019s patriotic pelf: a slaughtered army tells no tales<\/a><\/p>\n

Josephus: Admonition against war<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Joubert on war: All victors will be defeated<\/a><\/p>\n

Attila J\u00f3zsef: War stirs its withering alarms, I shudder to see hatred win<\/a><\/p>\n

Julian: Reforming the evils that war has\u00a0caused<\/a><\/p>\n

Justin: There would then assuredly be fewer wars in all ages and\u00a0countries<\/a><\/p>\n

Juvenal: Mighty warriors and their tombs are circumscribed by Fate<\/a><\/p>\n

Juvenal: The spoils of war and the price\u00a0thereof<\/a><\/p>\n

Juvenal: War and violence, baser than the\u00a0beasts<\/a><\/p>\n

Juvenal: Weigh the greatest military commanders in the\u00a0balance<\/a><\/p>\n

Immanuel Kant: Prescription for perpetual peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Georgi Karaslavov: War\u2019s fratricide, how commonplace and yet how terrible<\/a><\/p>\n

Frigyes Karinthy: Lost his mind on the battlefield, thought he knew what he was fighting for<\/a><\/p>\n

Frigyes Karinthy: Started war of self-defense by attacking neighbor<\/a><\/p>\n

Nikos Kazantzakis: Francis of Assisi<\/a><\/p>\n

Keats: Days innocent of scathing war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Keats: The fierce intoxicating tones of trumpets, drums and\u00a0cannon<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Kessel: In my family, war is in the blood\u2026the blood of others<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Kessel: The monstrous ululation of an air-raid siren<\/a><\/p>\n

Joseph Kessel: War\u2019s ultimate fratricide, killed for not killing<\/a><\/p>\n

Ellen Key: Overcoming the madness of a world at war<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Kingsley: Empire, a system of world-wide robbery, and church<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Kingsley: Tyrannising it luxuriously over all nations, she had sat upon the mystic beast<\/a><\/p>\n

Hans Hellmut Kirst: Goose-Stepping for NATO<\/a><\/p>\n

Vladimir Korolenko: Final\u00a0judgment<\/a><\/p>\n

Mykhailo Kotsiubynsky: Man the despoiler, man the slayer<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: Aphorisms and obloquies on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: This is world war. This is my manifesto to mankind.<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: The evolution of humanitarian bombing<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: The Last Days of Mankind<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: The Warmakers<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: War renders unto Caesar that which is God\u2019s<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: In war, business is business<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: Wire dispatches are instruments of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Karl Kraus: The vampire generation; prayer in wartime<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Kuprin: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Kuprin: Deciphering the military metaphysic<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Kuprin: The human race has had its childhood \u2013 a time of incessant and bloody war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Kuprin: Mounds and mountains of corpses under which moan the dying<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Kuprin: What is war after all? Perhaps it is nothing more than a mistake made by all, a universal error, a madness.<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Kuprin: The whole science of war exists only because humanity will not, or cannot, or dare not, say, \u2018I won\u2019t.\u2019<\/a><\/p>\n

La Bruy\u00e8re on the lust for war<\/a><\/p>\n

La Fontaine: When shall Peace pack up these bloody darts?<\/a><\/p>\n

Jos\u00e9-Andr\u00e9 Lacour: War\u2019s sanguinary peacock<\/a><\/p>\n

Jacques de Lacretelle: War\u2019s atavistic brigands<\/a><\/p>\n

Lactantius: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Lactantius: The arms of the nations shall be burnt; and now there shall be no war, but peace and everlasting\u00a0rest<\/a><\/p>\n

Lactantius: Duties relating to warfare are accommodated neither to justice nor to true\u00a0virtue<\/a><\/p>\n

Lactantius: Justice had no other reason for leaving the earth than the shedding of human\u00a0blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Lactantius: No one can befittingly describe the cruelty of this beast, which rages with iron teeth throughout the\u00a0world<\/a><\/p>\n

Lactantius: The pernicious and impious madness of deifying warlike generals who have inundated plains with blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Lactantius: Sacrificing to the gods of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Lactantius: War, object of execration, and its domestic analogue<\/a><\/p>\n

P\u00e4r Lagerkvist: If such a thing as war can\u00a0end<\/a><\/p>\n

Selma Lagerl\u00f6f: The Fifth Commandment. The Great Beast is War.<\/a><\/p>\n

Selma Lagerl\u00f6f: The mark of death was on them all<\/a><\/p>\n

Lamartine: The republic of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Lamb: More-wasting War, insatiable of\u00a0blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilhelm Lamszus: The Human Slaughter-House<\/a><\/p>\n

Walter Savage Landor: Some stopped revenge athirst for\u00a0slaughter<\/a><\/p>\n

Sidney Lanier: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Sidney Lanier: Blood-red flower of war, whose odors strangle a people, whose roots are in hell<\/a><\/p>\n

Sidney Lanier: Death in Eden<\/a><\/p>\n

Sidney Lanier: Dialogue on the war-flower<\/a><\/p>\n

Sidney Lanier: War by other means<\/a><\/p>\n

Sidney Lanier: The wind blew all the vanes in the country in one way \u2013 toward war<\/a><\/p>\n

D. H. Lawrence: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

D.H. Lawrence: All modern militarism is foul<\/a><\/p>\n

D.H. Lawrence: Future War, Murderous Weapons, Refinements of Evil<\/a><\/p>\n

D.H. Lawrence: In 1915 the world ended with the slaughter-machine of human devilishness<\/a><\/p>\n

D.H. Lawrence: The price to pay at home for terrible, terrible war<\/a><\/p>\n

D.H. Lawrence: War adds horror to horror, becomes horrible piratic affair, dirty sort of freebooting<\/a><\/p>\n

Halld\u00f3r Laxness: In war there is no cause except the cause of war. A bitter disappointment when it turned out they could defend themselves<\/a><\/p>\n

Richard Le Gallienne: The Illusion of War<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Leacock: In The Good Time After The War<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Leacock: The war mania of middle age and embonpoint<\/a><\/p>\n

Marie Len\u00e9ru: War is not human fate<\/a><\/p>\n

Leonid Leonov: All the blood that has been shed has turned the air bad<\/a><\/p>\n

Leonid Leonov: Tell me, is it right to kill \u2013 in war or anyhow?<\/a><\/p>\n

Mikhail Lermontov: Still you\u2019re fighting: Why, what for?<\/a><\/p>\n

Nikolai Leskov: Immorality<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Lever: The self-serving drunken oblivion of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: Can\u2019t depend On Providence to supply wars when you need them<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: College education makes soldiers more patriotic, flag-waving, and skillful in the direction of slaughter<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: The disguised increase, false economizing of war budgets<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: Don\u2019t much care what kind of war they prepare for<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: For the first time in all history, a great nation must go on arming itself more and more\u2026for peace!<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: General: State of peace far worse than war<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: Get us into war just to grease their insane vanity and show the world that we\u2019re the huskiest nation going<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: Inevitable war with Canada, Mexico, Russia, Cuba, Japan, or perhaps Staten Island<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: It Can(\u2018t) Happen Here<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: The only thing not absurd about wars was that they kill a good many millions of people<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: Other Unavoidable Wars to End All Wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Sinclair Lewis: Pining for a good war<\/a><\/p>\n

Li Bai: Nefarious War<\/a><\/p>\n

Libanius: Rulers more popular for granting mercy than possessing multitudes of\u00a0soldiers<\/a><\/p>\n

Libanius: War in time of\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Jack Lindsay: The Scared Men<\/a><\/p>\n

Jack Lindsay: Who Will Dare Look This Child in the Eyes?<\/a><\/p>\n

Livy: On the political utility of starting unprovoked wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Jack London: War<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Peace! and no longer from its brazen portals the blast of War\u2019s great organ shakes the skies!<\/a><\/p>\n

Federico Garc\u00eda Lorca: War goes crying with a million gray rats<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Lover: The demon of war casts his shadows before<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Lover: The trumpet and the sword<\/a><\/p>\n

Amy Lowell: A pattern called a war. Christ! What are patterns for?<\/a><\/p>\n

James Russell Lowell on Lamartine: Highest duty of man, to summon peace when vulture of war smells blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Lu Hs\u00fcn: Ballads among bushes of bayonets, hungry dove amid crumbling walls<\/a><\/p>\n

Lucan: Over all the world you are victorious and your soldiers die<\/a><\/p>\n

Lucian: Rejecting war\u2019s seductive\u00a0appeal<\/a><\/p>\n

Lucian: War propaganda and its hyperbole<\/a><\/p>\n

Lucretius: Lull to a timely rest the savage works of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Emil Ludwig: Dialogue on \u201chumanitarian war\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Lycophron: Ares, who banquets in gory battles<\/a><\/p>\n

Lysias: Those who wage war imitate tyrants<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Macaulay: Drive for transatlantic dominion leads to endless wars, empty treasuries<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Macaulay: Loving war for its own sake<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Macaulay: The self-perpetuating role of the army<\/a><\/p>\n

Archibald MacLeish: The disastrous war, the silent slain<\/a><\/p>\n

Hugh MacDiarmid: A war to save civilization, you say?<\/a><\/p>\n

Maurice Maeterlinck: Bloodshed, battle-cry and sword-thrust are the joys of barbarians<\/a><\/p>\n

Albert Maltz: A children\u2019s wartime bestiary<\/a><\/p>\n

Albert Maltz: Conquering the world but losing your son<\/a><\/p>\n

Albert Maltz: \u201cTen thousand dead today. That\u2019s what the war means.\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Bernard Mandeville: How to induce men to kill and die<\/a><\/p>\n

Heinrich Mann: Mission of letters in a world in rubble with 10 million corpses underground<\/a><\/p>\n

Heinrich Mann: Nietzsche, war and the butchery of ten to twenty million souls<\/a><\/p>\n

Heinrich Mann: Nowadays the real power is peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Mann: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Mann: By nature evil and harmful, war is destructive even to the victor<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Mann: Dirge for a homeland wasted by war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Mann: Parallel, oracle and warning<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Mann: Tolstoy, a force that could have stopped war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Mann: War is a blood-orgy of egotism, corruption, and vileness<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Mann: William Faulkner\u2019s love for man, protest against militarism and war<\/a><\/p>\n

Jacques Maritain: What good one can expect from such a war and its pitiless prolongation?<\/a><\/p>\n

Christopher Marlowe: Accurs\u2019d be he that first invented war!<\/a><\/p>\n

Christopher Marlowe: Parricide and filicide. While lions war, poor lambs perish.<\/a><\/p>\n

Jos\u00e9 Mart\u00ed: Oscar Wilde on war and aesthetics<\/a><\/p>\n

Martial: Let the mad be eager for wars and fierce Mars<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: From Nobel Prize in Literature speech<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: All the pageantry of war cannot redeem its beastliness<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: \u201cAnything rather than the madness, the horrors of a war!\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: Be loyal to yourselves, reject war<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: Deliberately infecting a country with war neurosis<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: \u201cDrop your rifles. Revolt!\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: General strike for peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: A hundredth part of energy expended in war could have preserved peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: How make active war on war?<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: Launch against the war-mongers a concerted movement to force the governments to bow to your desire for peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: No more dangerous belief can take root in the mind than the belief that war\u2019s inevitable<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: Nothing worse than war and all it involves<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: Romain Rolland<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: Secret commitments which from one day to another may plunge you, every man of you, into the horrors of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: A thousand times more honor in preserving peace than waging war<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: Tragedy of war, like that of Oedipus, occurs because warnings are ignored<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: War breeds atmosphere of lies, officials lies<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: War is at our gates, dooming millions of innocent victims to suffering and death<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: War\u2019s \u201cserviceable lie\u201d costs tens of thousands of lives<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Martin du Gard: When you refer to war, none of you thinks of the unprecedented slaughter, the millions of innocent victims it involves<\/a><\/p>\n

Andrew Marvell: War all this doth\u00a0overgrow<\/a><\/p>\n

Andrew Marvell: When roses only arms might bear<\/a><\/p>\n

Philip Massinger: Famine, blood, and death, Bellona\u2019s\u00a0pages<\/a><\/p>\n

Philip Massinger: Mustn\u2019t change ploughshares into\u00a0swords<\/a><\/p>\n

Edgar Lee Masters: \u201cThe honor of the flag must be upheld\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Edgar Lee Masters: The Philippine Conquest<\/a><\/p>\n

Edgar Lee Masters: The words, Pro Patria, what do they mean, anyway?<\/a><\/p>\n

Guy de Maupassant: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Guy de Maupassant: The army, murdering those who defend themselves, making prisoners of the rest, pillaging in the name of the Sword<\/a><\/p>\n

Guy de Maupassant: The Horrible<\/a><\/p>\n

Guy de Maupassant: How and why wars are plotted<\/a><\/p>\n

Guy de Maupassant: I do not understand how these murderers are tolerated walking on the public streets<\/a><\/p>\n

Guy de Maupassant: I only pray that our sons may never see any wars again<\/a><\/p>\n

Guy de Maupassant: Military hysteria, military presumptuousness<\/a><\/p>\n

Guy de Maupassant: Why does society not rise up bodily in rebellion at the word \u201cwar\u201d?<\/a><\/p>\n

Vladimir Mayakovsky: Hurl a question to their faces: Why are we fighting?<\/a><\/p>\n

Herman Melville: Trophies of Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Herman Melville: War-pits and rattraps. Soldier sold to the army as Faust sold himself to the devil.<\/a><\/p>\n

Albert Memmi: So the war had caught up with us, a celebration in honor of death<\/a><\/p>\n

Menander: Inglorious military\u00a0vainglory<\/a><\/p>\n

H.L. Mencken: New wars will bring about an unparalleled butchery of men<\/a><\/p>\n

George Meredith: The Olive\u00a0Branch<\/a><\/p>\n

George Meredith: On the Danger of War<\/a><\/p>\n

Dmitry Merezhkovsky : His God is not at all the God of the Christians, but the ancient, pagan Mars<\/a><\/p>\n

Prosper M\u00e9rim\u00e9e: To the shame of humanity, horrors of war have their\u00a0charm<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Merle: The present war, and all the previous wars, and all the wars to come<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Merle: There\u2019s no such thing as a just or sacred war<\/a><\/p>\n

Conrad Ferdinand Meyer, Arnold Schoenberg: Peace on Earth<\/a><\/p>\n

Adam Mickiewicz: The transient glory of military conquerors<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Middleton: Selections on peace and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Middleton: All made to make a peace, and not a\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Middleton: Blood-quaffing Mars, who wash\u2019d himself in\u00a0gore<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Middleton: Let them that seek Peace, find Peace and enjoy\u00a0Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Middleton: O thrice-peaceful souls, whom neither threats nor strife nor wars\u00a0controls!<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Middleton: The Peacemaker<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Middleton: The soldier\u2019s\u00a0fate<\/a><\/p>\n

Milton: Men levy cruel wars, wasting the earth, each other to destroy<\/a><\/p>\n

Milton: Without ambition, war, or violence<\/a><\/p>\n

Minucius Felix: War and the birth of\u00a0empire<\/a><\/p>\n

Octave Mirbeau: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Octave Mirbeau: All these wan faces, all these bodies already vanquished \u2013 toward what useless and bloody slaughters?<\/a><\/p>\n

Octave Mirbeau: It was not enough that war should glut itself with human flesh, it was necessary that it should also devour beasts, the earth itself, everything that lived in the calm and peace of labor and love<\/a><\/p>\n

Octave Mirbeau: An orgy of destruction, criminal and foolish. What was this country, in whose name so many crimes were being committed?<\/a><\/p>\n

Octave Mirbeau: Stupidly, unconsciously, I had killed a man whom I loved, a man with whom my soul had just identified itself<\/a><\/p>\n

Octave Mirbeau: A sudden vision of Death, red Death standing on a chariot, drawn by rearing horses, which was sweeping down on us, brandishing his scythe<\/a><\/p>\n

Octave Mirbeau: War, apprenticeship in man-killing<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: Blood on the sword: From slaughter of animals to slaughter of\u00a0men<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: God would not favor so unjust an enterprise as insulting and quarreling with another nation for\u00a0profit<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: The ignominy of lopsided military conquest<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: Invasion concerns all men; not so defense: that concerns only the\u00a0rich<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: It is enough to dip our pens in ink without dipping them in\u00a0blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: Monstrous war waged for frivolous\u00a0reasons<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: This furious monster\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: War, that malady of\u00a0mankind<\/a><\/p>\n

Montaigne: War\u2019s fury<\/a><\/p>\n

Eugenio Montale: Poetry in an era of nuclear weapons and Doomsday atmosphere<\/a><\/p>\n

Montesquieu: Distemper of militarism brings nothing but public\u00a0ruin<\/a><\/p>\n

Montesquieu: Military glory leads to torrents of blood overspreading the\u00a0earth<\/a><\/p>\n

Montesquieu: Wars abroad aggravate conflicts at\u00a0home<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry de Montherlant: A constant state of crime against humanity<\/a><\/p>\n

William Vaughn Moody: Bullet\u2019s scream went wide of its mark to its homeland\u2019s heart<\/a><\/p>\n

George Moore: Murder pure and simple, impossible to revive the methods of Tamburlaine<\/a><\/p>\n

George Moore: War and\u00a0disillusionment<\/a><\/p>\n

Marianne Moore: I must fight till I have conquered in myself what causes war<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Moore: Famine comes to glean all that the sword had left unreap\u2019d. A banquet, yet alive, for ravening vultures.<\/a><\/p>\n

Paul Morand: The magic disappearance of ten millions of war dead<\/a><\/p>\n

Paul Morand: Nations never lay down their arms; death which is still combative<\/a><\/p>\n

Paul Morand: The War for Righteousness ends in the burying of moral sense<\/a><\/p>\n

Alberto Moravia: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alberto Moravia: \u201cAh well, war is war, you know\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Alberto Moravia: Even in uniform and with a chest covered with medals, always a thief and a murderer<\/a><\/p>\n

Alberto Moravia: That is what war is like, the war is everywhere<\/a><\/p>\n

Alberto Moravia: Torn colored posters inciting people to war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alberto Moravia: War destroys all things seen and unseen<\/a><\/p>\n

Alberto Moravia: War survives in our souls long after it is over<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Morice: Woe to you enemies of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Christopher Morley: No enthusiasm for hymns of hate<\/a><\/p>\n

William Morris: No man knew the sight of\u00a0blood<\/a><\/p>\n

William Morris: Protecting the strong from the weak, selling each other weapons to kill their own countrymen<\/a><\/p>\n

William Morris: War abroad but no peace at home<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred de Musset: \u201cNo, none of these things, but simply peace.\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Lilika Nakos: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Lilika Nakos: The dead man, the living, the house; all were smashed to bits<\/a><\/p>\n

Lilika Nakos: Do I know what makes men kill each other?<\/a><\/p>\n

Lilika Nakos: Do you think the war will ever end?<\/a><\/p>\n

Lilika Nakos: The grandmother\u2019s sin<\/a><\/p>\n

Lilika Nakos: \u201cSurely God didn\u2019t intend this butchery\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Lilika Nakos: \u201cWhat\u2019s the war got to do with God?\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Nashe: Swords may not fight with\u00a0fate<\/a><\/p>\n

Nikolai Nekrasov: In War<\/a><\/p>\n

Pablo Neruda: Bandits with planes, jackals that the jackals would despise<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: Debunking the glory of twenty murderous years, the greatest mass-murderer in history<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: Empire destroys peace, converts liberalism into harvest of blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: European hegemony emerges from piled-up corpses, out of recent graves<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: Four thousand miles of fratricidal murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: Modern war, the murderous happiness of the greatest number<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: The morals and manners of the War God<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: Sacred recalcitrance toward the black hatred of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: Scandalous was the idea of winning happiness through war, of making profit out of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: The stench of burning flesh. That happens sometimes.<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: Ten million lives for one man\u2019s glory; the emperor changes his hat<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: This is how it happens in history. Soldiers become thieves, thieves become murderers.<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: Twilight of a conqueror<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: The ultima ratio of all dictatorships: war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: War and the stock market<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: War, the Great Incendiary, the everlasting prototype of annihilation<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: War is not ambiguous after all, but a horribly intelligent affair<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: The War Minister<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: War nights were never silent<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: War: Sad, hate-filled, hopeless and God-forsaken<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Neumann: War\u2019s arena, a monstrous distortion, a blasphemous coupling of life and death<\/a><\/p>\n

Martin Andersen Nex\u00f8 : From warlike giant to hysterical popinjay<\/a><\/p>\n

Paul Nizan: War completely assembled, like a mighty engine<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Nodier: Fruitless is the glory of\u00a0battles<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Nodier: Painful to the eyes and the heart of he who cherishes\u00a0liberty<\/a><\/p>\n

Nonnos: Brother-murdering blade. Disarming the god of\u00a0war.<\/a><\/p>\n

Novalis: Celebrating a great banquet of love as a festival of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: And the cost of war, they reckoned it In little disks of gold<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: The Dawn of Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: Mars and\u00a0Urania<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: Medicine driven back in defeat by the nightmare chaos of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: The men he must kill for a little pay. And once he had sickened to watch them slaughter an ox.<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: Out of the obscene seas of slaughter<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: Scarecrows that once were men<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: A shuddering lump of tattered wounds lifted up a mangled head and whined<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: Slaughter! Slaughter! Slaughter!<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: They say that war\u2019s a noble thing!<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: Turning wasteful strength of war to accomplish large and fruitful tasks of\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: The Victory\u00a0Ball<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: War, hypocritical word for universal\u00a0murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: War they tell me is a noble thing<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: When they talked of war, they thought of sawdust, not of blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Noyes: The Wine Press<\/a><\/p>\n

Sean O\u2019Casey: Battles of war changed for battles of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Sean O\u2019Casey: The dead of wars past clasp their colder arms around the newer dead<\/a><\/p>\n

Sean O\u2019Casey: The Prince of Peace transformed into the god of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Vladimir Odoevsky: City without a name, system with one<\/a><\/p>\n

Kenzabur\u014d \u014ce: Categorical imperative to renounce war forever<\/a><\/p>\n

Kenzaburo \u014ce: Nuclear war and its lemmings<\/a><\/p>\n

Liam O\u2019Flaherty: The foul horror of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Liam O\u2019Flaherty: Sounds from a dead world. Nothing but worms and rats feeding on death.<\/a><\/p>\n

Georges Ohnet: Pillaging in the wake of victorious armies<\/a><\/p>\n

Zo\u00e9 Oldenbourg: War provides a feast for the vultures<\/a><\/p>\n

John Oldham: The cup and the\u00a0sword<\/a><\/p>\n

Eugene O\u2019Neill: The hell that follows war<\/a><\/p>\n

Ovid: Golden Age, before weapons were warm and bloodstained from\u00a0killing<\/a><\/p>\n

Ovid: Instead of a wolf the timorous ewes dread\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Wildred Owen: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilfred Owen: Arms and the Boy and Disabled<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilfred Owen: For torture of lying machinally shelled at the pleasure of this world\u2019s Powers who\u2019d run amok<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilfred Owen: From gloom\u2019s last dregs these long-strung creatures crept<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilfred Owen: Multitudinous murders they once witnessed<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilfred Owen: 1914<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilfred Owen: The Parable of the Old Man and the Young<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilfred Owen: Pawing us who dealt them war and madness<\/a><\/p>\n

Wildred Owen: Rushed in the body to enter hell and there out-fiending all its fiends and flames<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilfred Owen: Soldier\u2019s Dream<\/a><\/p>\n

Wilfred Owen: The sons we offered might regret they died if we got nothing lasting in their stead<\/a><\/p>\n

Wildred Owen: Strange meeting: I am the enemy you killed, my friend<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Parnell: Lovely, lasting peace, appear!<\/a><\/p>\n

Pascal on war: An assassin if he kills in his own country, a hero if in another<\/a><\/p>\n

Walter Pater: What are they all now, and the dust of their battles? Deity of Slaughter.<\/a><\/p>\n

Coventry Patmore: Peace in life and\u00a0art<\/a><\/p>\n

Pausanias: Peace cradling Wealth in her\u00a0arms<\/a><\/p>\n

Cesare Pavese: Every war is a civil war<\/a><\/p>\n

Cesare Pavese: A moment of peace, to be reborn into a bloodless world<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Love Peacock: We spilt blood enough to swim in, we orphaned many children and widowed many women<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles P\u00e9guy: Cursed be war, cursed of God<\/a><\/p>\n

Benjamin P\u00e9ret: Little song for the maimed<\/a><\/p>\n

Benito P\u00e9rez Gald\u00f3s: Cannon should be cast into church\u00a0bells<\/a><\/p>\n

Benito P\u00e9rez Gald\u00f3s: Good God! why are there\u00a0wars?<\/a><\/p>\n

Petrarch: Wealth and power at a bloody rate is wicked, better bread and water eat with peace<\/a><\/p>\n

David Graham Phillips: Captains of industry, industrial warfare, marauders and renegade generals<\/a><\/p>\n

Philo: \u201cAh, my friends, how should you not hate war and love peace?\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Philo: Casting off the warlike spirit in its completeness<\/a><\/p>\n

Philo: \u201cNourished\u201d for war and all its attendant\u00a0evils<\/a><\/p>\n

Philostratus: War versus\u00a0love<\/a><\/p>\n

Pindar: The arts versus war<\/a><\/p>\n

Harold Pinter: Art, Truth and Politics<\/a><\/p>\n

Plato: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Plato: All wars arise for the sake of gaining money<\/a><\/p>\n

Plato: A good city has peace, but the evil city is full of wars within and without<\/a><\/p>\n

Plato: The highest good is not war but peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Plato: No true statesman looks only, or first of all, to external warfare<\/a><\/p>\n

Plato: Socrates on the eulogizing of war heroes<\/a><\/p>\n

Plato: They both hate and are hated. Silver and gold and\u00a0war.<\/a><\/p>\n

Plato: The tyrant is always stirring up war, the oligarchy uses force of arms to gain power<\/a><\/p>\n

Plautus: Military braggadocio<\/a><\/p>\n

Pliny the Elder: Crime and slaughter and warfare. Humanity\u2019s war against its mother<\/a><\/p>\n

Pliny the Elder: Curious disease of the sublunary, sanguinary human mind<\/a><\/p>\n

Plotinus: Let earth be at peace and sea, air and the very\u00a0heavens<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: Selections on war and\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: Advanced and bettered by wars? Only if riches, luxury, dominion are preferred to security, gentleness, independence accompanied by\u00a0justice.<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: Entire and universal cessation of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: Lover of peace changed the first month of the year<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: Motivations and consequences of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: Numa\u2019s guardians of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: On war and its opponents<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: The privilege of being wounded and killed in war for the defense of their\u00a0creditors<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: Sharpened and whetted to war from their very infancy. So unsocial and wild-beast-like is the nature of ambition and cupidity.<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: They fought indeed and were slain, but it was to maintain the luxury and the wealth of other\u00a0men<\/a><\/p>\n

Plutarch: Venus, who more than the rest of the gods and goddesses abhors force and war<\/a><\/p>\n

Edgar Allan Poe: The Valley of Unrest<\/a><\/p>\n

Polybius: The bestialization of man by war<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Poole: Apply for death certificates here. War\u2019s house of death.<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Poole: The hatred rising in all men has already butchered millions and will butcher millions more!<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Poole: War cuts off the past from the future<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernest Poole: War was the fashion. War was a pageant, a thing of romance.<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Pope: Peace o\u2019er the world her olive wand extend<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Pope: War, horrid war, your thoughtful walks\u00a0invades<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexander Pope: Where Peace scatters blessings from her dovelike\u00a0wing<\/a><\/p>\n

Vladimir Pozner: Mars and Ceres<\/a><\/p>\n

J.B. Priestley: Insane regress of ultimate weapons leads to radioactive cemetery<\/a><\/p>\n

Matthew Prior: A new golden age free from fierce Bellona\u2019s\u00a0rage<\/a><\/p>\n

Procopius: A parable<\/a><\/p>\n

Procopius: Refuge from war<\/a><\/p>\n

Propertius: Elegy on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Marcel Proust: Every day war is declared anew<\/a><\/p>\n

Prudentius: Cruel warfare angers God<\/a><\/p>\n

Publilius Syrus: Better plow than weapon<\/a><\/p>\n

Salvatore Quasimodo: In every country a cultural tradition opposes war<\/a><\/p>\n

Francisco de Quevedo: Metal against metal: Learning causes peace to be sought after<\/a><\/p>\n

Francisco de Quevedo: The soldierly virtues of ardor, candor, honor and valor<\/a><\/p>\n

Edgar Quinet: The soul of man has vanished, nations and races are doomed to combat and destroy each other<\/a><\/p>\n

Quintilian: War, the antithesis of justice<\/a><\/p>\n

Quintus Smyrnaeus: In his talons bore a gasping dove. Where never ceased Ares from hideous\u00a0slaughter.<\/a><\/p>\n

Quintus Smyrnaeus: Mass murder\u2019s tropes: Dread Ares drank his fill of\u00a0blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Quintus Smyrnaeus: While here all war\u2019s marvels were portrayed, there were the works of lovely\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

C.F. Ramuz: Little by little the war spreads<\/a><\/p>\n

Herbert Read: Bombing Casualties<\/a><\/p>\n

Herbert Read: The Happy Warrior<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Reade: To God? Rather to war and his sister and to the god of lies<\/a><\/p>\n

Charles Reade: War is sweet to those who have never experienced it<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: After the war: The day of great dreams for the future of mankind was past<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: All learning, all culture, all science is nothing but hideous mockery so long as mankind makes war<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: The front begins and we become on the instant human animals<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: It is the moaning of the world, it is the martyred creation<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: Like a dove, a lonely white dove of assurance and peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: Now, for the first time, I feel it; I see it; I comprehend it fully: Peace.<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: On every yard there lies a dead man<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: Peace?<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: Their fighting and their dying have been coupled with murder and injustice and lies and might; they have been defrauded<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: War dreams<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: The war has ruined us for everything<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: War, mass production of corpses<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: War turns us into thugs, into murderers, into God only knows what devils<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: A war veteran\u2019s indictment<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: War was everywhere. Everywhere, even in the brain and the heart.<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: War\u2019s conqueror worms<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: We want to be men again, not war machines!<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: We were making war against ourselves without knowing it<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: What do they expect of us if a time ever comes when the war is over?<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: With the melting came the dead<\/a><\/p>\n

Erich Maria Remarque: Worse than a slaughterhouse<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean Paul Richter: The Goddess of\u00a0Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

James Whitcomb Riley: Sang! sang on! sang hate \u2013 sang war \u2013<\/a><\/p>\n

Arthur Rimbaud: Evil<\/a><\/p>\n

Yannis Ritsos: Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Edwin Arlington Robinson: Though your very flesh and blood the Eagle eats and drinks, you\u2019ll praise him for the best of birds<\/a><\/p>\n

Emmanuel Robl\u00e8s: Respect is first due to the living<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Rogers: War and the Great in War let others\u00a0sing<\/a><\/p>\n

Samuel Rogers: What tho\u2019 the iron school of War erase each milder\u00a0virtue\u2026<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: A father\u2019s plea against war<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: The abominable war crimes of intellectuals<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Above The Battle<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Against grasping imperialism and inhuman pride, military caste and megalomania of pedants<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: America and the war against war<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Ara Pacis and Ave, Caesar, Morituri Te Salutant<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Centuries to recreate what war destroys in a day<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: The collective insanity, the terrible spirit of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Content with having said \u201cNo!\u201d to war<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: The enormous iniquity, the ignoble calculations of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Goddess of prey, Anti-Christ, hovering over butcheries with spread wings and hawk\u2019s talons<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Hatred and holy butchery; the deadly sophistry, carnivorous poetry of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland on Leo Tolstoy: How is it they are able to retain the lust of destroying their fellows?<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland on Henri Barbusse: The isolated bleating of one of the beasts about to die<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: The life that would have been, the life that was not going to be<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Message to America on the will to conquer the world<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Not enough that nations are destroyed, they are bidden to glorify Death, to march towards it with songs<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Our Neighbor the Enemy<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Pacifism only allowed when it is not effective<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Peace and war are in the hands of those who hold the purse-strings<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Real peace demands that the masters of war be eliminated<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Reawakening of old instincts of national pride, lapping of blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Recurrence of the hell of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: To the Murdered Peoples<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: To the undying Antigone; waging war against war<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Totalizing, to their personal profit, the ruin of all nations<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: War, a divine monster; half-beast, half-god<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: War, a pathological fact, a plague of the soul<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: War and the factories of intellectual munitions and cannon<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: War enriches a few, and ruins the community<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: When we defend war, dare to admit we are defending slavery<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Where to rebuild the world after war?<\/a><\/p>\n

Romain Rolland: Youth delivered up to the sword of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Colloquy on God and war<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Communion of saints opposing war\u2019s mutual massacre, human sacrifice<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Condign punishment for war profiteers and professional patriots<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Deadening effects of war on human sensibilities, defeat of civilization by barbarism<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Destruction of war itself, its deletion from the pages of history<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Distinguishing characteristic of modern warfare is that it will never come to an end of itself<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Fraternization versus fratricide, the forbidden subject of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: If mankind could put two and two together, there\u2019d be no more war<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Just kill because the more dead there are, the fewer living will remain<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Romantic view of war played a dirty trick on the warriors<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Squalidly degrading everything that the civilization of mankind had created<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: Unnatural war will only stop when everybody, on both sides, is killed<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: War means a golden age for the munitions makers<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: War: symphony of death, vast pudding concocted of corpses<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: War turns murder into a public and highly praiseworthy action<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Romains: War under modern conditions has need of everything that man produces<\/a><\/p>\n

Ronsard: Far away from Europe and far from its wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Isaac Rosenberg: Break of Day in the Trenches<\/a><\/p>\n

Isaac Rosenberg: Dead Man\u2019s Dump<\/a><\/p>\n

Isaac Rosenberg: O! ancient crimson curse! On receiving news of the war<\/a><\/p>\n

Isaac Rosenberg: Soldier: Twentieth Century<\/a><\/p>\n

Rousseau: The State of War<\/a><\/p>\n

Claude Roy: Great wars and those which kill just as effectively<\/a><\/p>\n

Gabrielle Roy: This was the hope that was uplifting mankind once again: to do away with war<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Roy: Any attempt to escape the universal holocaust would mean being hunted and tortured wherever he went<\/a><\/p>\n

John Ruskin: Peace Song<\/a><\/p>\n

Russian writers on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Rutilius Namatianus: Races of demigods who knew not iron-harnessed\u00a0Mars<\/a><\/p>\n

Saint-Exup\u00e9ry: Charred flesh of children viewed with indifference<\/a><\/p>\n

Miguel de Salabert: I first learned about men from their bombs<\/a><\/p>\n

Miguel de Salabert: \u201cWhat have you done with my legs?\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Miguel de Salabert: When they gave me a rifle to carry, I knew my life was over<\/a><\/p>\n

Sallust: Lust for dominion the reason for war<\/a><\/p>\n

Edgar Saltus: Soldiers and no farmers; imperial sterility\u2026and demise<\/a><\/p>\n

Mikhail Saltykov-Shchedrin: The grandeur, the selflessness of war<\/a><\/p>\n

George Sand: Trader in uniformed flesh and the religion of self<\/a><\/p>\n

Carl Sandburg: Ready to Kill<\/a><\/p>\n

Carl Sandburg: What it costs to move two buttons one inch on the war map<\/a><\/p>\n

George Santayana: Selections on\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

George Santayana on war and militarism<\/a><\/p>\n

George Santayana: Fatal wars: equally needless, equally murderous<\/a><\/p>\n

George Santayana: If dreadful outer world became troublesome, it would be necessary to make war on it and teach it a lesson<\/a><\/p>\n

George Santayana: Only the dead have seen the end of war<\/a><\/p>\n

George Santayana: Such blind battles ought not to be our battles<\/a><\/p>\n

George Santayana: We want peace and make\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean-Paul Sartre: They lift their heads and look up at the sky, the poisonous sky<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean-Paul Sartre: When staging a massacre, all soldiers look alike<\/a><\/p>\n

Jean-Paul Sartre: When the rich fight the rich, it is the poor who die<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: Aftermath<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: Arms and the Man<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: At the Cenotaph<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: Atrocities<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: Enemies<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: The foul beast of war that bludgeons life<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: Murdering the livid hours that grope for peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: No doubt he loathed the war and longed for peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: Our deeds with lies were lauded, our bones with wrongs rewarded<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: Repression of War Experience<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: Their dreams that drip with murder, of glorious war that shatter\u2019d all their pride<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: To Any Dead Officer<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: The Tombstone-Maker<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: The unheroic dead who fed the guns, those doomed, conscripted, unvictorious ones<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: War, remorse and reconciliation<\/a><\/p>\n

Siegfried Sassoon: We left our holes and looked above the wreckage of the earth<\/a><\/p>\n

Scandinavian writers on peace and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Friedrich Schiller: Beauty, peace and\u00a0reconciliation<\/a><\/p>\n

Friedrich Schiller: The citizen is naught, the soldier all; rude hordes, lawless grown in lengthy war<\/a><\/p>\n

Friedrich Schiller: Oh, blessed peace, may the day of grim War\u2019s ruthless crew never dawn<\/a><\/p>\n

Arthur Schnitzler: Cannot praise war in general and oppose individual wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Arthur Schnitzler: Political reaction is the consequence of victorious wars; revolution the consequence of lost ones<\/a><\/p>\n

Arthur Schnitzler: Remold the structure of government so that war becomes impossible<\/a><\/p>\n

Arthur Schnitzler: War, making fathers pay wages to their sons whom we sent to their deaths<\/a><\/p>\n

Olive Schreiner: Give me back my dead!<\/a><\/p>\n

Olive Schreiner: The bestiality and insanity of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Albert Schweitzer: On nuclear weapons in NATO\u2019s hands<\/a><\/p>\n

John Scott: I hate that drum\u2019s discordant\u00a0sound<\/a><\/p>\n

Walter Scott: War\u2019s cannibal priest, druid red from his human sacrifice<\/a><\/p>\n

Senancour: Lottery of war amid heaps of the dead<\/a><\/p>\n

Seneca the Elder: It is this that drives the world into\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Seneca the Elder: What is this hideous disease, this appalling evil that drove you to shed each other\u2019s blood?<\/a><\/p>\n

Seneca on war: Deeds punished by death when committed by individuals praised when carried out by generals<\/a><\/p>\n

Anna Seghers: War enthusiasm, brewed from equal parts of age-old memories and total oblivion<\/a><\/p>\n

Shakespeare: So inured to war that mothers smile as their children are slain<\/a><\/p>\n

William Shakespeare: Works of poetry outlast the works of war<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: The earth is still bursting with the dead bodies of the victors<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: Gadarene swine running violently into a hell of high explosives<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: Little Minds and Big Battles<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: The Long Arm of War<\/a><\/p>\n

Militarist myopia: George Bernard Shaw\u2019s Common Sense About the War<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: Rabid war maniacs reversed the order of nature<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: Religion of ruthless competition inevitably leads to war<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: The shallowness of the ideals of men ignorant of history is their destruction<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: Soldiering is the coward\u2019s art of attacking mercilessly when you are strong, and keeping out of harm\u2019s way when you are weak<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: War and frivolous exultation in death for its own sake<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: War and the sufferings of the sane<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: War Delirium<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: War, governments and munitions manufacturers<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: War, the Yahoo and the angry ape<\/a><\/p>\n

George Bernard Shaw: The way of the soldier is the way of death<\/a><\/p>\n

Mary Shelley: The fate of the world bound up with the death of a single man<\/a><\/p>\n

Juvenilia: Percy Bysshe Shelley on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Percy Bysshe Shelley: Man fabricates the sword which stabs his peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Percy Bysshe Shelley: Earth cleansed of quivers, spears and gorgon-headed shields<\/a><\/p>\n

William Shenstone: Ah, hapless realms! that war\u2019s oppression\u00a0feel.<\/a><\/p>\n

William Shenstone: Let the gull\u2019d fool the toils of war\u00a0pursue<\/a><\/p>\n

William Shenstone: War, where bleed the many to enrich the\u00a0few<\/a><\/p>\n

Taras Shevchenko: The civilizing mission\u2026at sword\u2019s point<\/a><\/p>\n

James Shirley: Some men with swords may reap the field and plant fresh laurels where they kill<\/a><\/p>\n

Mikhail Sholokhov: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Mikhail Sholokhov: His entire face a cry, screaming without opening his lips<\/a><\/p>\n

Mikhail Sholokhov: People worse than wolves. And it was called a heroic exploit.<\/a><\/p>\n

Mikhail Sholokhov: Visit to a military hospital<\/a><\/p>\n

Mikhail Sholokhov: War\u2019s bitter harvest<\/a><\/p>\n

Mikhail Sholokhov: Who was he calling for in his hour of death?<\/a><\/p>\n

Mikhail Sholokhov: With innumerable hands the soldiers reached out to the phantasmal word \u201cpeace\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Silius Italicus: Peace is the best thing that man may know; peace alone is better than a thousand triumphs<\/a><\/p>\n

Ignazio Silone: Resorting to the bloody diversion of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Ignazio Silone: They have been warned of wars and rumors of wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Ignazio Silone: War with today\u2019s hereditary enemy<\/a><\/p>\n

Victor Domingo Silva: Cain, the fratricide<\/a><\/p>\n

Simonides: Dirges for the victims of the impetuous\u00a0War-God<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: After war, the color revolution cleanup<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: A banker\u2019s post-war nightmare<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: Decade of national cynicism, corruption followed \u201cwar for democracy\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: Gigantic stir of war preparation for global territorial aggrandizement<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: How wars start, how they can be prevented<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: The Juggernaut of war flattens out all opposition<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: The lost people are those who go to be shot, killed in big war (Dante through Vanzetti)<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: New Lysistratas: Women must refuse to have babies until men stop killing<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: Spending several times as much money to prepare for an even greater war to end war<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: U.S. invasion of Russia: nothing but wholesale murder; American army and navy as a world police-force<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: Using all the machinery and brains of civilization to slaughter one another<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: The war system, bankers recouping the costs of war propaganda<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: War\u2019s one-sided boost to the economy<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: What it costs a woman to keep the world at war<\/a><\/p>\n

Upton Sinclair: World war as a business enterprise<\/a><\/p>\n

Edith Sitwell: Dirge for the New Sunrise<\/a><\/p>\n

Christopher Smart: Rejoice w<\/a>ith the dove. Pray that all guns be nailed\u00a0up.<\/a><\/p>\n

Thorne Smith: Make statues of war\u2019s wholesale butchers before they strike<\/a><\/p>\n

Tobias Smollett: War contractors fattened on the blood of the nation<\/a><\/p>\n

C.P. Snow: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

C.P. Snow: As final product of scientific civilization, nuclear bomb is its ultimate indictment<\/a><\/p>\n

C.P. Snow: Even if moral judgments are left out, it\u2019s unthinkable to drop the bomb<\/a><\/p>\n

C.P. Snow: Hiroshima, the most horrible single act so far performed<\/a><\/p>\n

C.P. Snow: Hope it\u2019s never possible to develop superbomb<\/a><\/p>\n

C.P. Snow: Worse than Genghiz Khan. Has there ever been a weapon that someone did not want to let off?<\/a><\/p>\n

Sophocles: War the destroyer<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Southey: Selections on peace and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Southey: The Battle of Blenheim<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Southey: Preparing the way for peace; militarism versus Christianity<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Southey: The Soldier\u2019s Wife<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Southey: Wade to glory through a sea of\u00a0blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Robert Southey: Year follows year, and still we madly prosecute the\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Wole Soyinka: Africa victim, never perpetrator, of theo\/ideological wars<\/a><\/p>\n

Wole Soyinka: Civilian and Soldier<\/a><\/p>\n

Spanish writers on war and\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Spender: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Spender: Automata controlled by the mechanism of war, meaningless struggle between potential ashes to gain a world of ashes<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Spender: Lecture on Hell: battle against totalitarian war<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Spender: Two Armies<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Spender: Ultima Ratio Regum<\/a><\/p>\n

Stephen Spender: The Woolfs in the 1930s: War the inevitable result of an arms race.<\/a><\/p>\n

Edmund Spenser: The first to attack the world with sword and\u00a0fire<\/a><\/p>\n

Edmund Spenser: Wars can nought but sorrows\u00a0yield<\/a><\/p>\n

Statius: Devilish monster\u2019s tongue at last tells of war. \u201cWhither, unhappy ones, whither are ye rushing to war, though fate and heaven would bar the\u00a0way?\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Stendhal: Dreaming of the Marshall and his glory\u2026<\/a><\/p>\n

Stendhal: You\u2019ve got to learn the business before you can become a soldier<\/a><\/p>\n

Stendhal and Byron: Military leprosy; fronts of brass and feet of clay<\/a><\/p>\n

Stesichorus: Thrust wars\u00a0away<\/a><\/p>\n

Frank Stockton: Battles of annihilation, the Anglo-American War Syndicate<\/a><\/p>\n

Frank Stockton: The Great War Syndicate: \u201cOn to Canada!\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Strabo: Ares, the only god they\u00a0worship<\/a><\/p>\n

Strabo: Studying war is\u00a0wickedness<\/a><\/p>\n

Lytton Strachey: After the battle, who shall say that the corpses were the most unfortunate?<\/a><\/p>\n

August Strindberg: Progeny of soulless\u00a0militarism<\/a><\/p>\n

August Strindberg: What has become of the sacred promise of peace on our\u00a0earth?<\/a><\/p>\n

Hermann Sudermann: Militarism and its terminus<\/a><\/p>\n

Hermann Sudermann: War irrigates the soil with blood, fertilizes it with corpses<\/a><\/p>\n

Eug\u00e8ne Sue: War, murder by\u00a0proxy<\/a><\/p>\n

Suetonius: Caligula and military\u00a0glory<\/a><\/p>\n

Suetonius: Not let slip any pretext for war, however unjust and\u00a0dangerous<\/a><\/p>\n

Archil Sulakauri: I just can\u2019t believe that people die so simply<\/a><\/p>\n

Jonathan Swift: Lemuel Gulliver on War<\/a><\/p>\n

Algernon Charles Swinburne: Death made drunk with\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Algernon Charles Swinburne : A gospel of war and damnation for the bestial by birth<\/a><\/p>\n

Algernon Charles Swinburne: There shall be no more wars nor kingdoms won<\/a><\/p>\n

Frank Swinnerton: Aerial bombardment, the most stupid and futile aspect of war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Addington Symonds: Nation with nation, land with land unarmed shall live as comrades free<\/a><\/p>\n

Tacitus: The robbery, slaughter and plunder that empire calls peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Hippolyte Taine on the inhuman travesty of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Anton Tammsaare: War, the greatest enterprise of the modern age<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Tennyson: Ring out the thousand wars of old, ring in the thousand years of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred Tennyson: Till the war-drum throbb\u2019d no longer, and the battle-flags were furl\u2019d<\/a><\/p>\n

Tertullian: As a last test of empire, make war on\u00a0heaven<\/a><\/p>\n

Theocritus: May spiders spin their slender webs over weapons of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Theophrastus: Warmongering\u2019s rumormongering<\/a><\/p>\n

Dylan Thomas: The Hand That Signed the Paper<\/a><\/p>\n

James Thomson: Despise the insensate barbarous trade of\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

James Thomson: Peace is the natural state of man; war his corruption, his disgrace<\/a><\/p>\n

James Thomson: Philosophy\u2019s plans of policy and\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry David Thoreau: Taxes enable the State to commit violence and shed innocent blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Thucydides: Admonitions against war<\/a><\/p>\n

Tibullus: War is a crime perpetrated by hearts hardened like weapons<\/a><\/p>\n

Ernst Toller: Corpses In The Woods<\/a><\/p>\n

Alexei Tolstoy: The one incontestable result was dead bodies<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: The Law of Love and the Law of Violence<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: Two Wars and Carthago Delenda Est<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: Patriotism or Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: \u201cThou Shalt Not Kill\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: Murder and vengeance are not the will of the people<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: The Beginning of the End<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: Christian cannot be a murderer and therefore cannot be a soldier<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: Letter on the Peace Conference<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: Idealization of military malefactors is shameful<\/a><\/p>\n

Leo Tolstoy: Prescription for\u00a0peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Georg Trakl: Night beckons to dying soldiers, the ghosts of the killed are sighing<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Troyat: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Troyat: All humanity passing through a crisis of destructive madness<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Troyat: Nothing grand, nothing noble, in the universal slaughter<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Troyat: Shedding blood for the motherland: War is ugly and absurd<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Troyat: So many men killed, so many towns burned\u2026for a telegram<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Troyat: Thoughts stop with a shock: War!<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Troyat: Tolstoy\u2019s visceral detestation of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Troyat: War, that greatest of political crimes<\/a><\/p>\n

Henri Troyat: \u201cWill a day ever come when there\u2019s no more war, no more lies, no more tragedy!\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Kurt Tucholsky: The White Spots<\/a><\/p>\n

Kurt Tucholsky: The Trench<\/a><\/p>\n

Kurt Tucholsky: Murder in disguise<\/a><\/p>\n

Ivan Turgenev: \u201cMilitarism, the soldiery, have got the upper\u00a0hand\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: The War Prayer<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: To the Person Sitting in Darkness<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: The basest type of patriotism: support for war and imperialism<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: The Battle Hymn of the Republic (Brought Down to Date)<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: Epitome of war, the killing of strangers against whom you feel no personal animosity<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: Grotesque self-deception of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: I am an anti-imperialist. I am opposed to having the eagle put its talons on any other land.<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: Maxims on battleships and statesmanship<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: An inglorious peace is better than a dishonorable war<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: Only dead men dare tell the whole truth about war<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: Man is the only animal that deals in that atrocity of atrocities, War<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain on Western military threat to China: I am a Boxer<\/a><\/p>\n

Mark Twain: Cecil Rhodes and the civilizing mission: He wants the earth and wants it for his own<\/a><\/p>\n

Ukrainian writers on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Lesya Ukrainka: Do you understand that word called war?<\/a><\/p>\n

Paul Vaillant-Couturier: The Song of Craonne<\/a><\/p>\n

Armando Palacio Vald\u00e9s: \u201cHe would be better with a pickaxe in his hand, and more useful to his\u00a0country\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

Juan Valera: Thou art the God of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Paul Val\u00e9ry on global conflicts, Europe governed by American commission<\/a><\/p>\n

C\u00e9sar Vallejo: So much love and yet so powerless against death<\/a><\/p>\n

Jules Vall\u00e8s: I hate war and its sinister glory<\/a><\/p>\n

Mario Vargas Llosa: More than enough atomic and conventional weapons to wipe out several\u00a0planets<\/a><\/p>\n

Varro: War\u2019s etymologies<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry Vaughan: Let us \u2018midst noise and war of peace and mirth discuss<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry Vaughan: The Men of\u00a0War<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry Vaughan: What thunders shall those men arraign who cannot count those they have\u00a0slain?<\/a><\/p>\n

Thorstein Veblen: Habituation to war entails a body of predatory habits of thought<\/a><\/p>\n

Velleius Paterculus: License of the sword inevitably leads to wars for\u00a0profit<\/a><\/p>\n

Roger Vercel: Boats built for men to live in, ships built to kill<\/a><\/p>\n

Vercors: Are war crimes only committed by the vanquished?<\/a><\/p>\n

Giovanni Verga: The Mother of Sorrows<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Verhaeren: I hold war in execration; ashamed to be butchers of their fellows<\/a><\/p>\n

Paul Verlaine: The joy of sweet peace without victory<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred de Vigny: Selections on\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred de Vigny: Admiration for military commander turns us into slaves and\u00a0madmen<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred de Vigny: The army is a machine wound up to\u00a0kill<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred de Vigny: It is war that is wrong, not\u00a0we<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred de Vigny: War is condemned of God and even of man who holds it in secret\u00a0horror<\/a><\/p>\n

Alfred de Vigny: When armies and war exist no\u00a0more<\/a><\/p>\n

Virgil: Age of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Virgil: Shall impious soldiers have these new-ploughed\u00a0grounds?<\/a><\/p>\n

Elio Vittorini: Dialogue between a dead soldier and his brother<\/a><\/p>\n

Elio Vittorini: Slaughter perpetrated in the world; one man cries and another laughs<\/a><\/p>\n

Voltaire: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Voltaire: Armies composed of well disciplined hirelings who determine the fate of nations<\/a><\/p>\n

Voltaire: Bellicose father or pacific son?<\/a><\/p>\n

Voltaire: He did not put a sufficient number of his fellow creatures to death<\/a><\/p>\n

Voltaire: Million regimented assassins traverse Europe from one end to the other, to get their bread by regular depredation and murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Voltaire: One country cannot conquer without making misery for another<\/a><\/p>\n

Voltaire: War<\/a><\/p>\n

Edmund Waller: Less pleasure take brave minds in battles\u00a0won<\/a><\/p>\n

Rex Warner: These guns were sent to save civilisation<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Warton: Not seek in fields of blood his warrior\u00a0bays<\/a><\/p>\n

Jakob Wassermann: Was there ever since the world began a just cause for war?<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: The abolition of war will be a new phase in the history of life<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: Armaments: Vile and dangerous industry in the human blood trade<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: Either man will put an end to air war or air war will put an end to mankind<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: For the predetermined losing side, modern wars an unspeakable business<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: Mars will sit like a giant above all human affairs and his speech is blunt and plain<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: Massacres of boys! That indeed is the essence of modern war.<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: Nearly everybody wants peace but nobody thinks out the arrangements needed<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: No more talk of honour and annexations, hegemonies and trade routes, but only Europe lamenting for her dead<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: None so detestable as the god of war<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: A number of devoted men and women ready to give their whole lives to great task of peace<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: The progressive enslavement of the race to military tyranny<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: A time will come when a politician who has wilfully made war will be as sure of the dock and much surer of the noose than a private homicide<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: Universal collapse logically follows world-wide war<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: War is a triumph of the exhausted and dying over the dead<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: War, road to complete extinction or to degradation beyond our present understanding<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: War will leave the world a world of cripples and old men and children<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: When war comes home<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: Why did humanity gape at the guns and do nothing? War as business<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: The world is weary of this bloodshed, weary of all this weeping<\/a><\/p>\n

H.G. Wells: The young are the food of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: Advent of air war and apocalyptic visions<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: Cities disintegrated within seconds in the Last War<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: Don\u2019t you hear the roar of the bombers, the clatter of heavy machine guns that envelop the globe?<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: How describe in a few words a world war?<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: Leaders\u2019 fear of their people drives them to war<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: To a Lark in War-Time<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: Twenty thousand well-preserved human skulls of the Last War<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: Waging currish, cowardly war to plunder the poor<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: War behind and in front, outside and inside<\/a><\/p>\n

Franz Werfel: War is the cause and not the result of all conflicts<\/a><\/p>\n

Nathanael West: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Nathanael West: Every defeat is a victory in a war of attrition<\/a><\/p>\n

Nathanael West: The noble motives, the noble methods of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Nathanael West: Not their fault, they thought they had bombed a hospital<\/a><\/p>\n

Nathanael West: One live recruit is better than a dozen dead veterans<\/a><\/p>\n

Nathanael West: They haven\u2019t the proper military slant<\/a><\/p>\n

Rebecca West: The dreams of Englishwomen during war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Greenleaf Whittier: Selections on peace and war<\/a><\/p>\n

John Greenleaf Whittier: Disarmament<\/a><\/p>\n

John Greenleaf Whittier: If this be Peace, pray what is War?<\/a><\/p>\n

John Greenleaf Whittier: The Peace Convention at Brussels<\/a><\/p>\n

John Greenleaf Whittier: Nobler than the sword\u2019s shall be the sickle\u2019s accolade<\/a><\/p>\n

John Greenleaf Whittier: The stormy clangor of wild war music o\u2019er the earth shall cease<\/a><\/p>\n

Ella Wheeler Wilcox: A Plea To Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Oscar Wilde: Antidote to war<\/a><\/p>\n

Oscar Wilde: Crimson seas of war, Great Game in Central and South Asia<\/a><\/p>\n

Oscar Wilde: Who would dare to praise the barren pride of warring\u00a0nations?<\/a><\/p>\n

John Wilmot: With war I\u2019ve not to\u00a0do<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Wolfe: His imperial country at war, possessed of the inspiration for murder<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Wolfe: Santimony and cant of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Women writers on peace and war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Wordsworth: Selections on peace and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

William Wordsworth: All merit centered in the sword; battle\u2019s\u00a0hecatombs<\/a><\/p>\n

William Wordsworth: Earth\u2019s groaning field, where ruthless mortals wage incessant\u00a0wars<\/a><\/p>\n

William Wordsworth: If men with men in peace abide, all other strength the weakest may\u00a0withstand<\/a><\/p>\n

William Wordsworth: Peace in these feverish times is sovereign\u00a0bliss<\/a><\/p>\n

William Wordsworth: Proclaimed heroes for strewing meadows with\u00a0carcasses<\/a><\/p>\n

William Wordsworth: Prophetic harps were singing, \u201cWar shall\u00a0cease\u201d<\/a><\/p>\n

William Wordsworth: Spreading peaceful ensigns over war\u2019s favourite\u00a0playground<\/a><\/p>\n

Wordsworth: We felt as men should feel at vast carnage<\/a><\/p>\n

Henry Wotton: Pastorale. No wars are\u00a0seen.<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Wyatt: Children of the\u00a0gun<\/a><\/p>\n

Thomas Wyatt: Wax fat on innocent blood: I cannot leave the state to\u00a0Caesar<\/a><\/p>\n

Xenophon: Socrates\u2019 war sophistry; civil crimes are martial virtues<\/a><\/p>\n

Xenophon: War as obsession, warfare as mistress<\/a><\/p>\n

William Butler Yeats: The Rose of Peace<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Young: Selections on peace and\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Young: Draw the murd\u2019ring sword to give mankind a single lord<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Young: End of war the herald of wisdom and\u00a0poetry<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Young: No more the rising harvest whets the sword, now peace, though long repuls\u2019d, arrives at\u00a0last<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Young: Reason\u2019s a bloodless conqueror, more glorious than the sword<\/a><\/p>\n

Edward Young: Such a peace that follows\u00a0war<\/a><\/p>\n

Marguerite Yourcenar: Fruits of war are food for new wars<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola on war mania: A blind and deaf beast let loose amid death and destruction, laden with cannon-fodder<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: Bloody pages of history, the wars, the conquests, the names of the captains who had butchered their fellow-beings.<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: Encomiums on labor and peace<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: The forge of peace and the pit of war<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: Haunted by military matters<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: The military, necessary apprenticeship for devastation and massacre<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: One sole city of peace and truth and justice<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: Prescription for a happy life in the midst of universal peace<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: To what field of disaster would it be taken to kill men? what harvest of human lives would it reap?<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: Vulcan in service to Mars<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: War\u2019s vast slaughterhouse<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: Why armies are maintained<\/a><\/p>\n

\u00c9mile Zola: Yes, war is dead. The world has reached its last stage. Brothers may now give each other the fraternal kiss.<\/a><\/p>\n

Zuhair: Accursed thing, war will grind you between millstones<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Selections on war<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Conducting the business of murder with embittered reluctance<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: The costs of war are spiritual and moral desolation, economic catastrophes and political reaction<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Education Before Verdun<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: The final trump in the struggle for world markets: the Gun<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: From the joy of the slayer to being dimly aware of the man on the other side<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: In the war you\u2019ve lost all the personality you\u2019ve ever had<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Keep the war going to the last drop of \u2013 other \u2013 people\u2019s blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: The meaning, or rather the meaninglessness, of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Mere existence of armies imposes upon mankind the mentality of the Stone Age<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Military strips nation of all that is worthy of defense<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Never again! On reading Barbusse<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: No joy to be born into world of war<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Of course, one had to shoot at crowds of civilians, men, women and children<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Only the wrong people are killed in a war<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: The plague has always played a part in war<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Pro-war clerks and clerics are Herod\u2019s mercenaries<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Reason is the highest patriotism and militarism is evil its very essence<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: They won no more ground than they could cover with their corpses<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: War a deliberate act, not an unavoidable natural catastrophe<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: War, a gigantic undertaking on the part of the destruction industry<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: War of all against all, jaded multitudes of death<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: War transforms rescue parties into murder parties<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: War was in the world, and war prevailed<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: War\u2019s brutality, folly and tyranny practiced even on its own<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: War\u2019s communion, hideous multiplication of human disasters<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: War\u2019s hecatomb from the air, on land and at sea<\/a><\/p>\n

Arnold Zweig: Whole generation shed man\u2019s blood, whole generation to be poured forth in vats of blood<\/a><\/p>\n

Stefan Zweig: The fear of opposing military hysteria<\/a><\/p>\n

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