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

War to the castles; peace to the cottages.

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

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.

A dead enemy always smells good.

There never was a good war or a bad peace.

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

The fear of war is worse than war itself.

Soldiers in peace are like chimneys in summer.

War is sweet to those who don’t know it.

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

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.