“Every lord's mansion stands on the foundation of your bones, soldier, every field has been saturated with your sweat, and you, peasant, even if you worked your arms down to the stub, if you won a hundred battles, and faithfully gave the last drop of your blood for your country, you would always be a slave. There is no land for you, no heaven, no shelter, not even a doghouse where you could rest your poor head. You are the last before God and before people, the last one.” PeopleIfsHas BeensCountryLastsHeavenPoorLordBloodLandFieldsArmsBattleHundredFoundationSlaveSoldierBonesSweatShelterPeasantsMansionsBe A SlaveSaturated Author:Wladyslaw Stanislaw Reymont
“After about midday my dad sent cars from his private collection for us. We were told to get in. We had almost lost contact with my father and brothers because things had got out of hand. I saw with my own eyes the [Iraqi] army withdrawing and the terrified faces of the Iraqi soldiers who, unfortunately, were running away and looking around them. Missiles were falling on my left and my right - they were not more than fifty or one hundred metres away. We moved in small cars. I had a gun between my feet just in case.” HandsEyeRunningFacesFallFatherLostLeftMy OwnCasesSawsFeetCarBrotherDadHundredGunArmyMovedMy DadSoldierContactFiftyCollectionsRunning AwayTerrifiedMissilesWithdrawingFather And Brother Author:Raghad Hussein
“I would say that what's been mobilized to this point - something on the order of several hundred thousand soldiers are probably, you know, a figure that would be required.” KnowsWould BeOrderFiguresThousandHundredSoldier Author:Eric Shinseki
“A capacity for inferiority in the growing adult is threatened by the temptation by squander that capacity ruthlessly, to revel in hallowness. The syndrom especially plaques anyone who lives behind a mask. An elephant in her disquise as a human princess, a scarecrow with painted features, a glittering tiara under which to glow and glide in anonymous glamour. A witch's hat, a wizards stole, a scholars gown, a soldiers dress sartorials. A hundred ways to duck the question: how will I live with myself now that I nkow what I know.” KnowsWayHumansBehindsGrowingHundredAdultsCapacityDressesSoldierTemptationFeaturesHatsMaskWitchPrincessDucksScholarThreatenedElephantsWizardsGlamourInferiorityGownsScarecrowTiaras Author:Gregory Maguire
“A Manhattan lawyer who describes himself as "America`s leading expert on the militia movement" writes that he hugged his three-year-old kid the night of the Oklahoma City bombing. He told junior that it happened "because they hated too much" For now, let`s accept the premise that one hundred sixty-eight humans died in Oklahoma City because people "hated too much" Now answer these questions if you would be so kind: did a federal sniper shoot Vicki Weaver in the face because he hated too much? Did our government conduct the Tuskegee with syphilis on black soldiers because it hated too much?” PeopleIfsWritingYearsHumansKindGovernmentWould BeKidsAmericaFacesNightThreeBlackAnswersCitiesAcceptingToo MuchHappenedMovementHundredDiedSoldierEightLawyerHatedExpertsThree YearsSixtyJuniorsPremisesManhattanBombingMilitiaOklahomaThree Year OldsWeaversSyphilisSnipersOklahoma City Author:Jim Goad
“Woe betide the leaders now perched on their dizzy pinnacles of triumph if they cast away at the conference table what the soldiers had won on a hundred bloodsoaked battlefields.” IfsLeaderHundredTablesSoldierCastsTriumphWoeConferencesBattlefieldsDizzyPinnacleCast Away Book:The Gathering Storm Source: The Gathering Storm