Christopher Moore Quotes

War is the easiest photography in the business. Just get close, be lucky, know how your camera works. There are subjects everywhere. Everyplace you go, there is something to photograph in a war, like being in the middle of a hurricane or a train crash or an earthquake. You can't miss it.

There is chaos. There's bloodshed. There's carnage.

The first time I experienced war, I thought the world was ending.

The town caught fire in several places, shells crashed and burst, and solid shot rained like hail.

That's when I hit the ground. So in the instant that that round landed and blew me in the air, I had those separate and distinct thoughts. The guy who was standing right next to where I had been standing had a hole in his back I could put my fist into.

War is not its own end, except in some catastrophic slide into absolute damnation.

It was a night when London was ringed and stabbed with fire.

War is hell. Hollywood fantasizes about it and makes it look good... war sucks.

The first light of day today revealed what we had feared. The devastation is greater than our worst fears. It's just totally overwhelming.

There is nothing glamorous or romantic about war. It's mostly about random pointless death and misery.

War is hell.

It's a war zone. Terrible things happen.

I want an explosion the size of Cleveland.

War is not neat. It's not tidy. It's a mess.

War! War! War! I fear it will swallow up everything good and useful.

Then comes the catastrophe. Then the great mobilization will take place in Europe; 16-18 million men, the flower of the various nations, armed with the best tools of death, will enter the field as enemies. But, I am convinced, that behind the great mobilization there stands the great havoc. It will not come through our party, but rather yours. You are driving things to the limit. You are leading us to catastrophe. You will reap what you have sown

Destroyer of Villages

War is terrible. There is nothing romantic about war.

I want to cause havoc. I want to cause mayhem - and I mean the worst mayhem you can see.

This is what war does. Right here, in my hands. This is war.

War tears, rends. War rips open, eviscerates. War scorches. War dismembers. War ruins.

Create havoc, create destruction.

Madness, mayhem, erotic vandalism, devastation of innumerable souls - while we scream and perish, History licks a finger and turns the page.

War was the ultimate chaos, a pounding, soul-destroying snarl, ending in blown-apart men lying unburied on the cold earth. There was nothing more cosmically chaotic than war.

Sure, it was nice now, but eventually there would be running and screaming and blood on the floor.