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War was return of earth to ugly earth, War was foundering of sublimities, Extinction of each happy art and faith By which the world had still kept head in air, Protesting logic or protesting love, Until the unendurable moment struck - The inward scre |
War will cease when men refuse to fight. |
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War: a wretched debasement of all the pretenses of civilization |
Warmaking doesn't stop warmaking. If it did, our problems would have stopped millennia ago. |