World War I/Quotes
If any question why we died, —Epitaphs of the War, Rudyard Kipling
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I could not dig, I dared not rob —Epitaphs of the War, Rudyard Kipling
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What passing bells for these who die as cattle? —Wilfred Owen, Anthem for Doomed Youth
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A knife that had traveled to France in 1917 with a boy, a boy who had been part of a boy-army ready and willing to stop the dirty hun from bayoneting babies and raping nuns, ready to show the Frenchies a thing or two in the bargain; and the boys had been machine-gunned, the boys had gotten dysentery and the killer flu, the boys had inhaled mustard gas and phosgene gas, the boys had come out of Belleau Wood looking like haunted scarecrows who had seen the face of Lord Satan himself. And it had all turned out to be for nothing; it turned out that it all had to be done over again. —Stephen King, The Dead Zone
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We are not youth any longer. We don't want to take the world by storm. We are fleeing. We fly from ourselves. From our life. We were eighteen and had begun to love life and the world; and we had to shoot it to pieces. The first bomb, the first explosion, burst in our hearts. We are cut off from activity, from striving, from progress. We believe in such things no longer, we believe in the war. —Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front
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I wanna tell a story / Of World War no. 1... —Running Wild, "The War"
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"[...] [I]t's impossible to imagine what it must have been like. Pitch black, frightened out of your wits. The guys in the trenches must have realised pretty early on that the people who were making the decisions had no fucking idea what they were doing. —Roger Waters, Roger Waters: The Wall
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Private Baldrick: I heard that [the war] started when a bloke called Archie Duke shot an ostrich 'cause he was hungry. —Blackadder Goes Forth
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The lights are going out all over Europe; we shall not see them lit again in our lifetime. —Sir Edward Grey, British Foreign Secretary on the eve of the war.
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Son of Mine: All your little tin soldiers. But tell me sir, will they thank you? |
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