Stephen Crane Quotes

Peace will come With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall.

They say they seek security and quiet, the condition they call peace. Even as they speak they create the seeds of turmoil and violence.

This is a war universe. War all the time. That is its nature. There may be other universes based on all sorts of other principles, but ours seems to be based on war and games.

Violent means will give violent freedom. That would be a menace to the world and to India herself.

I was surrounded by nature and trying to come to terms with this blissful nature versus the inhumane mentality of war. People were being deluded by someone using the word peace.

I love the storm and fear the calm.

War is the antithesis of all our teaching. It breaks all the commandments; it makes rich men poor, and strong men weak. It makes well men sick, and by it living men are changed to dead men.

Most of us lead lives of chaotic improvisation from day to day, bawling for peace while plunging grimly into fresh disorders.

If civilization has an opposite, it is war. Of these two things, you have either one, or the other. Not both.

Where there is peace, there cannot be chaos; the two cannot coexist at the same time.

In stirring up tumult and strife, the worst men can do the most, but peace and quiet cannot be established without virtue.

Most people are only too delighted to wreck each other's heads. And for the tiny minority who do their pathetic best not to, this world is going to go right ahead and make sure they do it anyway.

There is something so perfect about the mountains and the lake and the trees... sometimes I want to tear it all to pieces.

If peace is not In Nature's beauty, Then where is it, where?

Extraordinary rains pretty generally fall after great battles.

She told them simply and directly that the meadow was a place of peace and beauty, where indeed if one came to it in a quiet manner, the animals would not be disturbed; for there are lovely birds, and squirrels and field mice, and sometimes deer.

The pinecone is a fearsome tool of destruction! -Bacchus

Peace?' said Vetinari. 'Ah, yes, defined as period of time to allow for preparation for the next war.

Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage! Blow! You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drenched our teeples, drowned the cocks! You sulphurour and thought-executing fires, Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts, Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking thunder, Strike flat the thick rotundity o' the world! Crack nature's molds, all germens spill at once That make ingrateful man!

He threw his burning cigarette onto our clean living room floor and ground it into the wood with his boot. We were about to become cigarettes.

There's in people simply an urge to destroy, an urge to kill, to murder and rage, and until all mankind, without exception, undergoes a great change, wars will be waged, everything that has been built up, cultivated, and grown will be destroyed and disfigured, after which mankind will have to begin all over again

Evil will never find peace. It may triumph, but it will never find peace

Any fool can start a war, and once he's done so, even the wisest of men are helpless to stop it - especially if it's a nuclear war.

Now I see Peace to corrupt no less than war to waste.