Andiamo avanti, non sappiamo dove. Non sappiamo niente, tranne che il cielo e la terra stanno per confondersi nel medesimo abisso.

War is a farmer’s son from Kansas trying to kill a factory worker’s son from Berlin, with neither of them knowing why.

Humility must always be the portion of any man who receives acclaim earned in blood of his followers and sacrifices of his friends.

It was hard to live through the early 1940s in France and not have the war be the center from which the rest of your life spiraled.

A big sacrifice is coming, and you won't have the courage to make it. That will cost you dearly. It will cost the world dearly.

We kill at every step, not only in wars, riots ad executions. We kill every time we close our eyes to poverty, suffering and shame.

Dear friend, never do you go to war,So neither rush into strong wind norEntirely put a trust in a distant event.(Two-pointed thorn)

The problem with surviving was that you ended up with the ghosts of everyone you’d ever left behind riding on your shoulders.

Present a man with the opportunity to earn shiny medals to pin on his chest, and he’ll eagerly risk dying to try to get them.

Love doesn’t rule the world. The lust for power and dominance over others is what drives men – always has, always will.

We are forlorn like children, and experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial—I believe we are lost.

Thanks,” Johann finally said. “It’s the irony of war. Those who want to live, die. Those who want to die, live on.

The release of atomic energy has not created a new problem. It has merely made more urgent the necessity of solving an existing one.

First-person narrators can't die, so as long as we keep telling the story of our own lives we're safe. Ha bloody fucking Ha.

IT’S ALL CLEARISIS INVADES YOUR SPHEREYET NO ONE IMAGINES YOUR FEARBUT DON'T WORRYTAUSSI MELEK IS HERERESTORING LIVES NEAR