War Is Not An Adventure. It Is

What Sets Us Against One Another Is Not Our Aims - They All Come To The Same Thing - But Our Methods, Which Are The Fruit Of Our Varied Reasoning.

To Grasp The Meaning Of The World Of Today We Use A Language Created To Express The World Of Yesterday. The Life Of The Past Seems To Us Nearer Our True Natures, But Only For The Reason That It Is Nearer Our Language.

War Is Not An Adventure. It Is A Disease. It Is Like Typhus.

Whoever Loves Above All The Approach Of Love Will Never Know The Joy Of Attaining It.

No One Is Ever Satisfied Where He Is.