War and Peace

I do not regard the procuring of peace as a matter in which we should play the role of arbiter between different opinions … more that of an honest broker who really wants to press the business forward.

Not worth the healthy bones of a single Pomeranian grenadier.

PEACE , n . In international affairs, a period of cheating between two periods of fighting.

BATTLE , n . A method of untying with the teeth a political knot that would not yield to the tongue.

I [Krishna] am all-powerful Time which destroys all things, and I have come here to slay these men. Even if thou does not fight, all the warriors facing thee shall die. ch. 11, v. 32; see Oppenheimer 253:17

In the nightmare of the dark

Would this man, could he see you now, ask why?

To save your world you asked this man to die:

And we are here as on a darkling plain

We make war that we may live in peace.

I ain’t got no quarrel with the Viet Cong. refusing to be drafted to fight in Vietnam

Hell to ships, hell to men, hell to cities.

From hence, let fierce contending nations know

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

Victory attained by violence is tantamount to a defeat, for it is momentary.

Non-violence is the greatest force at the disposal of mankind. It is mightier than the mightiest weapon of destruction devised by the ingenuity of man.

Morality is contraband in war.

I object to violence because when it appears to do good, the good is only temporary; the evil it does is permanent.

If we are to teach real peace in this world, and if we are to carry on a real war against war, we shall have to begin with the children.

I am prepared to die, but there is no cause for which I am prepared to kill.

Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Crying like a fire in the sun Look out, the saints are comin’ through And it’s all over now, Baby Blue.

Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build the big bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night.

The hand that signed the paper felled a city; Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath, Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country; These five kings did a king to death.