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My mother named me after a miracle of nature: Waris means desert flower. The desert flower blooms in a barren environment where few living things can survive.
What a terrible thing war is, what a terrible thing!
And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.
War is the mass murder of workers. When workers refuse to obey the calls of their governments, there will be no more war.
Yes Wart' said Merlyn 'Or rather, as I should say (or is it have I said?), Yes, King Arthur
There is a greater war, Uhtred. Not the fight between Saxon and Dane, but between God and the devil, between good and evil! We are part of it!
This is what war does. Right here, in my hands. This is war.
War is all and king of all
Rewrite your tale of woe as a tale of wow
War is the greatest plague that can afflict humanity, it destroys religion, it destroys states, it destroys families. Any scourge is preferable to it.
For as the Rohirrim do, we now love war and valour as things good in themselves, both a sport and an end; and
By Woden, God of Saxons,
From whence comes Wensday, that is Wodensday,
Truth is a thing that ever I will keep
Unto thylke day in which I creep into
My sepulchre
War is too strange to be processed alone,
War is the national industry of Prussia.
I have seen war ... I hate war.
War is the father and king of all,
War is life war is the origin of all things.
War - An act of violence whose object is to constrain the enemy, to accomplish our will.
War is a damnable, filthy thing and has destroyed civilization after civilization
I that in heill wes and gladnes Am trublit now with gret seiknes And feblit with infermite: Timor Mortis conturbat me.* * Fear of Death troubles me.
War is food and drink and disease and patience and anger and hate and cold and stealth and terror as well as sweet silver and bitter iron and the glitter of arms in the sun or under the moon.
Men and women who know the brutal reality of war, who know that war strips people of their very humanity, must unite in a new global partnership for peace.
Uniden Homepatrol
A toast to the weapons of war, may they rust in peace.
War is one of the scourges with which it has pleased God to afflict men.
War is, in some not yet entirely defined sense, a self-replicating pattern of behavior, possessed of a dynamism not unlike that of living things.
I abhor war and view it as the greatest scourge of mankind.
3A.02 WAR
Expenses for war equipment,
Training and peoples recruitment,
Be at the cost of hunger and pride,
Humanity be charred in this ride.
[196] - 3A
The holiest war is the one which is fought against the war industry!
This is war,' I yelled through the door.
Lucky for me,' Morelli said. 'I give good war.
War is father of all, and king of all. He renders some gods, others men; he makes some slaves, others free.
I hate war, for it spoils conversation.
I choose the war
Look at Woden and his cheerily racist army of ethnic monocultured valkyrie fuck buddies.
Let our battle commence, Third War-Hammer Yolathian of Jeradia. I shall not be merciful again.
War! It is purification, liberation, an enormous hope ... The victory of Germany will be a paradox, nay, a wonder: a victory of the soul over numbers ... The German soul is opposed to the pacifist ideal of civilization, for is not peace the element, of civil corruption?
The hideous god of war.
The frailty of the world was no longer just a thought in the back of everyone's mind, it had pillaged its way to the forefront. The ides of war ebbed the small rough stones of hope from shore and vomited back terror, smooth and refined.
Sleep after toyle, port after stormie seas, ease after war, death after life, doth greatly please ...
If you want to learn the craft of war, ponder over this book. The teacher is as a needle, the disciple is as thread. You must practice constantly.
I was in the midst of it all - saw war where war is worst - not on the battlefields, no - in the hospitals ... there I mixed with it: and now I say God damn the wars - allw ars: God damn every war: God damn 'em! God damn 'em!
Wyrd bith ful araed (Fate is inexorable).
War? The one war I'd be happy to join is the war against officers.
Two simple ways to win a war against the world:
First, find the faults within;
Second, there is no war.
The wisest man the warl' e'er saw,
He dearly loved the lasses, O.
Liadia broke the Wraith Alliance."
Black Knife stilled. "How do you know that?"
"A refugee told me."
"Who?"
"I didn't ask for a name. I didn't want you to go after anyone, if you found out."
He tilted his head a fraction. "You don't trust me?"
"Of course not. You're a vigilante.
The lamp of war is kindled here, not to be extinguished but by torrents of blood.
Undoreth, we. Battle-born. Raise hammer, raise axe, at our war-shout gods tremble.
War is a fevered god who takes alike maiden and king and clod ...
War is an ill thing, as I surely know. But 'twould be an ill world for weaponless dreamers if evil men were not now and then slain.
War only in the ring. Peace on earth
Warr be-<>rong>rongrong> orah
Where is a better country
Governor Arthur Phillip et al
Vocabulary of the language of N.S. Wales in the neighbourhood of Sydney, MS 41645, SOAS, University of London
I hate war. Absolutely, I hate war.
War is in the eyes.
The War That Will End War.
War is life multiplied by some number that no one has ever heard of.
So in that dark and tangled night,
the chaw of chaws rose to flight,
with talons bloodied, feathers singed.
A battle won - a war begins!
Now gae your wa'sTho'anes as gude As ever happit flesh and blude, Yet part we maunthe case sae hard is, Amang the writers and the bardies That lang they'll brook the auld I trow, Or neibours cry,'Weel brook the new'.
war, the human antithesis of art
War destroys, kills, impoverishes. Lord, give us your peace!
War mages ordered, threatened and bitched. They didn't deal.
Whatever it was, it was entirely Warrick's fucking fault.
War made by age and fought by youth while age looked on and applauded and encored.
The war-sick - they will attack my boy? War
The Warrior Elite,
The War is the first and only thing in the world today. The arts generally are not, nor is this writing a diversion from that for relief, a turning away. It is the war or part of it, merely a different sector of the field.
O saar, beware!
Beware the horde,
The ones you never see.
We build your lairth,
Repair, invent,
We do all this for free.
You torch our hideth
You crunch our boneth
Kill with impunity,
But we are not
Tho helpless now.
Our day cometh. We are free.
What a cruel thing is war: to separate and destroy families and friends, and mar the purest joys and happiness God has granted us in this world; to fill our hearts with hatred instead of love for our neighbors, and to devastate the fair face of this beautiful world.
War is the game played by old men with the lives of the young
WAR, n. A by-product of the arts of peace. The most menacing political condition is a period of international amity.
War is the enemy of all mankind.
War is the sea I swim in and the air I breathe.
Seek for the Sword that was broken In Imladris it dwells; There shall be counsels taken Stronger than Morgul-spells. There shall be shown a token That Doom is near at hand, For Isuldur's Bane shall waken, And the halfling forth shall stand.
War is, at first, the hope that one will be better off; next, the expectation that the other fellow will be worse off; then, the satisfaction that he isn't any better off; and, finally, the surprise at everyone's being worse off.
War is only glorious when you buy it in the Daily Mail and enjoy it at the breakfast table. It goes splendidly with bacon and eggs. Real war is the final limit of damnable brutality, and that's all there is in it.
It makes no difference what men think of war, said the judge. War endures. As well ask men what they think of stone. War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. That is the way it was and will be. That way and not some other way.
War seems to be one of the most salutary phenomena for the culture of human nature; and it is not without regret that I see it disappearing more and more from the scene.
War - hard apprenticeship of freedom.
War is the father and king of all: some he has made gods, and some men; some slaves and some free.
War crushes with bloody heel all justice, all happiness, all that is Godlike in man. In our age there can be no peace that is not honorable; there can be no war that is not dishonorable.
War is the slaughter of human beings, temporarily regarded as enemies, on as large a scale as possible.
War is a lie. War is a racket. War is hell. War is waste. War is a crime. War is terrorism. War is not the answer.
We wail, batten, sport, clip, clasp, sunder, dwindle, die:
War is a fundamental aspect of human existence. It's good to know what war entails and what the human sacrifice is.
War's an auction where whoever can pay the most in damage and still be standing wins.
There's a backlash against womyn that's really bad right now.
War is the enemy of civilization. We cannot grow through war, Xander. It drags us down, filling our hearts with hatred and thoughts of revenge.
The Wars is a great book, rich in its images, its language, its construction, and, ultimately, its conception.
The war is in our souls.
Ne nevere mo ne lakked hire pite;
Tendre-herted, slydynge of corage;
But trewely, I kan nat telle hire age.
Henry York, aka Whimpering Child, aka WC (hair sample included), is hereby identified as Enemy, Hazard, and Human Mishap to all faeren in all districts, in all ways, and in all worlds.
Everything just changed. Watney's headed for Pathfinder.
War without end. Well,
War was about yawning chasms of inactivity, punctuated by brief, screaming interludes of action. And in those brief, screaming interludes, events happened both quickly and with dreamlike slowness, every instant burned into memory.
War is a profession by which a man cannot live honorably; an employment by which the soldier, if he would reap any profit, is obliged to be false, rapacious, and cruel.
sorry, luv, all is far in war/
Workers of the world unite. It's not just a slogan anymore.
Fight it, put on your show little Luna. Because if the witch lets you go, I'll eat your kidneys like conversation hearts," War snarled and bit down hard on his victim's shoulder, tearing the skin and fascia.
Weary soldiers who went through a war together, side by
The world of wonders!