A man who's never seen war is like a woman who's never given birth - soft in the head.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
War is a perversion of sex.
Alas, nothing reveals man the way war does. Nothing so accentuates in him the beauty and ugliness, the intelligence and foolishness, the brutishness and humanity, the courage and cowardice, the enigma.
War is to man what maternity is to a woman. From a philosophical and doctrinal viewpoint, I do not believe in perpetual peace.
A professional soldier understands that war means killing people, war means maiming people, war means families left without fathers and mothers.
Men love war because it allows them to look serious. Because it is the one thing that stops women laughing at them.
This war is like an actress who is getting old. It is less and less photogenic and more and more dangerous.
There is nothing glamorous or romantic about war. It's mostly about random pointless death and misery.
War is terrible. There is nothing romantic about war.
War is sweet to those who have not experienced it.
By jove, no wonder women don't love war nor understand it, nor can operate in it as a rule; it takes a man to suffer what other men have invented.