War to the castles; peace to the cottages.

Soldiers in peace are like chimneys in summer.

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

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

Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun.

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.

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

I detest war. It spoils armies.

I have loved war too well.

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.

You may not be interested in war, but war is interested in you.

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