Dwight D. Eisenhower Quotes

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

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

A professional soldier understands that war means killing people, war means maiming people, war means families left without fathers and mothers. All you have to do is hold your first dying soldier in your arms, and have that terribly futile feeling that his life is flowing out and you can’t do anything about it. Then you understand the horror of war.

I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation. War is hell.

War is the ultimate reality-based horror show.

War is sweet to those who have not experienced it.

War is horrible because it strangles youth.

There's nothing glamorous about war at all.

My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.

Bones inside clothes. That was war to me.

Misery, mutilation, destruction, terror, starvation and death characterize the process of war and form a principal part of the product.

Wars have never hurt anybody except the people who die.

The disasters of war can be infinitely eerie and poignant.

Yes, war is hell. It is awful. It involves human beings killing other human beings, sometimes innocent civilians. That is why we despise war.

War isn't just about bravery and courage and jingoism and patriotism. It's also fundamentally about grief. And the people that go and do the fighting and the dying are never the people who actually benefit from the fighting and the dying.

When men talk about war, the stories and terminology vary - it's this battle, these weapons, this terrain. But no matter where you go in the world, women use the same language to speak of war. They speak of fire, they speak of death, and they speak of starvation.

Having seen war, you obviously learned to hate war.

War is hell.

For what can war, but endless war, still breed?

Nothing like war reveals man in the same strength—their courage, their stupidity, their fears, their hopes, their ugliness ….

Bloody Ground

What a miserable world. What colossal idiocy this war.

Young people have come to look upon war as a kind of beneficent deity, which ... develops patriotism and courage. But it is only fair, too, to let them know that the garments of the deity are filthy and that some of her influences debase and befoul.

There is many a boy here to-day who looks on war as all glory, but, boys, it is all hell

in the clash of contending armies and amid the groans of the wounded and the dying, the interests of education are sacrificed – the pacific virtues take their flight from the earth