war

Is it your implication that no good will come of this expedition?___h it will, sir; there__ no denying that._ Captain Chillingworth__ words emerged very slowly, as if they had been pulled up from a deep well of bitterness. __ am sure it will do a great deal of good for some of us. But I doubt I__l be of that number, or that many Chinamen will. The truth is, sir, that men do what their power permits them to do. We are no different from the Pharaohs or the Mongols: the difference is only that when we kill people we feel compelled to pretend that it is for some higher cause. It is this pretence of virtue, I promise you, that will never be forgiven by history.

We come into this world through women: a woman who is spent, broken open, in awe. No wonder women have been worshiped ever since men first saw the crowning of a head, here, legs spread, a brushstroke of light. We are fire. We are water. We are earth. We are air. We are all things elemental. The world begins with "Yes,"Changing women: we begin again like the moon. We can no longer deny the destiny that is ours by becoming women who wait: waiting to love, waiting to speak, waiting to act. This is not patience, but pathology. We are sensual, sexual beings, intrinsically bound to both heaven and earth, our bodies a hologram. In our withholding of power, we abrogate power, and that creates war. The Australian poet Judith Wright says, "Our dream was the wrong dream, our strength was the wrong strength. Wounded, we cross the desert's emptiness and must be false to what would make us whole.

Why did this [Vietnam] war, so hard, so long, so ferocious, vanish from one day to the next as if by magic?Why did this American defeat (the largest reversal in the history of the USA) have no internal repercussions in America? If it had really signified the failure of the planetary strategy of the United States, it would necessarily have completely disrupted its internal balance and the American political system.

Our greatest power as nations and individuals is not the ability to employ assault weapons, suicide bombers, and drones to destroy each other. The greater more creative powers with which we may arm ourselves are grace and compassion sufficient enough to love and save each other.

Price of peace could only be valued by people who had suffered loss in the war.

Law is made by the winner to preserve victory over the loser.

No, war is never about killing the enemy. War is about remaking the world to suit the whims of some powerful group over the whims of some other powerful group. The dead are just the sparks that fly from the metal as they grind it down.

Superior might does not guarantee success, especially in a war where political considerations dominate.

Small differences in a system of great power can have enormous consequences. [Source: Al Jazeera 'Upfront' interview]

In war, the first casualty is truth.

My mind knows what is right, but my flesh is at war against my spirit?

Set your peace freebefore your caged mind catchesyou again in another dream trapwhere you may loathe to be your own menace awaiting in hope of a war-less world !

Peace surfaced here. Hard to imagine a person finding peace through war, but no one finds peace in war__eace finds you. It crawls into your sleeping bag and helps you fall asleep, nudges your arm, tells you to turn over, think about home.

There's never peace in war....perhaps it exists in one's mind at the time.. however short-lived

The Crazy feeling builds and builds. It never stops, it never ends, there is no relief.

The story is about being loyal to the truth as a nation, that citizens of a democracy are collectively responsible for what their troops do in war, good or bad.

To say that the first casualty of war is truth is to miss the rather more important point that a principal weapon of war is lies.

They be marching hand in hand, like going to war.