Lauren DeStefano Quotes

All has been looted, betrayed, sold; black death's wing flashed ahead.

It is useless to live on burned ruins.

Many great novels have shown a world torn to shreds by the brutality of war. To do so, their authors ground their texts in the details of destruction and decay.

...they came to see what happened to their town, to see if it was indeed lying burnt and bleeding. Many of them also came to die.

These fragments I have shored against my ruins

We are living even now among punishments and ruins.

I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame.

With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, Confusion worse confounded.

A man, when he burns, leaves only a handful of ashes. No woman can hold him. The wind must blow him away.

There was nothing there but black water and American fire power.

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

I guess I look like a rock quarry that someone has dynamited.

Wars break things; they break stories.

What I was trying to convey there was the kind of waste land that was left after the war. It was a bit like one always thinks of war, you know, stark scenery and no birds, no trees, no leaves, nothing living. And just emptiness.

To plunder, to slaughter, to steal, these things they misname empire; and where they make a wilderness, they call it peace.

San Francisco is gone. Nothing remains of it but memories.

The War will leave none of us as it found us.

Haiti looks like a bomb hit it.

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

War remains the decisive human failure.

I saw my hometown burning that day.

We are fighting in our own house. It is useless to live on burned ruins.

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

The nation's hoop is broken and scattered. There is no center any longer, and the sacred tree is dead.

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