Daniel H. Wilson Quotes

Odd how clear it suddenly became, once a person had died, that the body was the very least of him.

For the most part, everybody who fights in war fights to survive.

Hatred is corrosive of a person's wisdom and conscience; the mentality of enmity can poison a nation's spirit, instigate brutal life and death struggles, destroy a society's tolerance and humanity, and block a nation's progress to freedom and democracy.

There's not much out there that people are fighting for that leaves them with nothing but honor.

In violence, we forget who we are.

You either get tired fighting for peace, or you die.

Surviving is the only glory in war.

It is better to die fighting than to live begging.

We did not win the war with prayers, but with the blood of our soldiers..

Who am I? Not the body, because it is decaying; not the mind, because the brain will decay with the body; not the personality, nor the emotions, for these also will vanish with death.

If you're going to go out doing something, you might as well be fighting for your country or fighting for your life.

There are no survivors in my fights.

To acknowledge the beginnings of people is a beautiful thing.

You get notoriety when you fight.

Fighting lives and dies; you can't fight forever.

To live is to fight, to preserve life is to fight everything that man stands for.

The measurement in this race is not where you come from, it is "what do you fight for."

You speak as if a war were raging." "To the remains of the human race, one is.

My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One of us has got to go.

My hope is that the memory of death and disgrace will be so intense that the people of the United States will be able to listen to a message that the rest of the world, sobered by wars without end, can also understand: that war itself is the enemy of the human race.

Death is part of who we are. It guides us. It shapes us. It drives us to madness. Can you still be human if you have no mortal end

Sometimes you fight what you are, and sometimes you give in to it. And some nights you just don’t want to fight yourself anymore, so you pick someone else to fight.

War is hell, but that's not the half of it, because war is also mystery and terror and adventure and courage and discovery and holiness and pity and despair and longing and love. War is nasty; war is fun. War is thrilling; war is drudgery. War makes you a man; war makes you dead.

Part of knowing who we are is knowing we are not someone else. And Jew is only the name we give to that stranger, the agony we cannot feel, the death we look at like a cold abstraction. Each man has his Jew; it is the other.

I wince at her use of the word "human." I've never liked that differentiation. She is living and I'm dead, but we're both human. Call me an idealist.