I'm not afraid to write my feelings in songs.
We can make war so terrible and make them so sick of war that generations pass away before they again appeal to it.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation. War is hell.
If I had my choice I would kill every reporter in the world, but I am sure we would be getting reports from Hell before breakfast.
Courage - a perfect sensibility of the measure of danger, and a mental willingness to endure it.
The North can make a steam engine, locomotive or railway car; hardly a yard of cloth or a pair of shoes can you make. You are rushing into war with one of the most powerful, ingeniously mechanical and determined people on earth-right at your doors. You are bound to fail. Only in spirit and determination are you prepared for war. In all else you are totally unprepared, with a bad cause to start with.
War is cruelty. There is no use trying to reform it. The crueler it is, the sooner it will be over.
I bet she woke up with her hair looking like something out of a Pantene commercial while little bluebirds circled around her head, and raccoons brought her breakfast or something.
A novel is a tricky thing to map.
They were maps that lived, maps that one could study, frown over, and add to; maps, in short, that really meant something.
I like to feel like you can bite my paintings. Not to eat them, to hurt them. I like to feel like I'm painting with my teeth.