The real war is not between the West and the East. The real war is between intelligent and stupid people.
After four or five different wars, I grew weary of that work, partly because in an open war, open to coverage, as Vietnam was, it's not that difficult, really.
War can only be abolished through war, and in order to get rid of the gun it is necessary to take up the gun.
Whatever the reasons may be, I was very much affected by events of the 1930s - the Spanish Civil War, for example, though I was barely literate.
The understanding of Syria's devastating civil war has been distorted by the immense danger and difficulty of covering it.
As polarized as we have been, we Americans are locked in a cultural war for the soul of our country.
I think the Iraq War is not particularly tailored to American interests.
No more war! Never again war! If you wish to be brothers, drop your weapons.
Everybody has forgotten that Russia helped start the Second World War.
People were really interested in what was going on because of the international context of the Cold War.
In the Gulf War, U.S. Marine Corps wheeled vehicles were killing Iraqi T-72 tanks.
It's Kennedy's war, Vietnam. Lyndon Johnson got all the flak, but it's Kennedy's war.
A self-respecting nation is ready for anything, including war, except for a renunciation of its option to make war.
The dramatic wish of Romanians at the end of the Second World War was to be occupied by the Americans and not by the Russians.
From the outset of the war, the Canadian people have clearly shown that it is their desire to help in every way to make Canada's war effort as effective as possible.
Diplomats are just as essential to starting a war as soldiers are for finishing it... You take diplomacy out of war, and the thing would fall flat in a week.
How then to enforce peace? Not by reason, certainly, nor by education. If a man could not look at the fact of peace and the fact of war and choose the former in preference to the latter, what additional argument could persuade him? What could be more...
I was hell-bent on being an effective humanitarian in Cambodia and Somalia. But a naïve fog is finally lifting. Revealed is a train wreck of illusions, the depravity of someone else's war, the futility of a competence stillborn there. To understand ...
Somehow whether or not the war is winnable is beyond our scope, an irrelevant detail. We don’t do it to win anymore; we do it because it’s what we know how to do. Get ready to go. Get ready to come back. And the moments in between we mark on the ...
Whether they come from Brooks Brothers or a thrift store, the sweaters we wear have a magnificent ancestry. Their history spans the worlds of Irish fishermen, French knights, World War I soldiers, busty Hollywood 'sweater girls,' and the television s...
This book is not about heroes. English poetry is not yet fit to speak of them. Nor is it about deeds, or lands, nor anything about glory, honour, might, majesty, dominion, or power, except War. Above all I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is ...
