I went [to war] because I couldn’t help it. I didn’t want the glory or the pay; I wanted the right thing done.

I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. War is hell.

There never was a good war or a bad peace.

War to the castles; peace to the cottages.

Sometime they’ll give a war and nobody will come.

The fear of war is worse than war itself.

You furnish the pictures, and I’ll furnish the war. 

War is the child of pride, and pride the daughter of riches.

Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun.

Don’t talk to me about naval tradition. It’s nothing but rum, sodomy, and the lash.

As peace is of all goodness, so war is an emblem, a hieroglyphic, of all misery.