The stern hand of fate has scourged us to an elevation where we can see the great everlasting things that matter for a nation; the great peaks of honour we had forgotten - duty and patriotism, clad in glittering white; the great pinnacle of sacrifice pointing like a rugged finger to heaven.
~David Lloyd George
With the tears a Land hath shed
Their graves should ever be green.
~Thomas Bailey Aldrich
The brave die never, though they sleep in dust:
Their courage nerves a thousand living men.
~Minot J. Savage
Our country is not the only thing to which we owe our allegiance. It is also owed to justice and to humanity. Patriotism consists not in waving the flag, but in striving that our country shall be righteous as well as strong.
The hero dead cannot expire:
The dead still play their part.
While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil.
We look forward to the time when the Power of Love will replace the Love of Power. Then will our world know the blessings of peace.
~William Ewart Gladstone
Peace cannot be achieved through violence, it can only be attained through understanding. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
One must look hard through history to find when a clear understanding of the truth moved anyone to fire the first shot.
You cannot shake hands with a clenched fist.
~Attributed to both Golda Meir and Indira Gandhi
Five great enemies to peace inhabit with us: avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride. If those enemies were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.
There is one armor that the world of men and women, as a world, has never yet put on. The churches have long bungled with its fastenings, but the world has gone unfended, and few have been those in whose hands the mystical sword of the spirit has shone with daily use. This armor, waiting to be worn, is the armor of brotherhood and sacrifice, the world of unselfishness, a conquering sword, with the power, where used, to unite the world in love. And there are none who may not put it on.
~M.A. DeWolfe Howe
The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.
Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.
Let your love be like the misty rains, coming softly, but flooding the river.
Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
Hate leaves ugly scars, love leaves beautiful ones.
~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic's Notebook, 1966
Love unlocks doors and opens windows that weren't even there before.