“It may well be that fighting is normal, like having something to eat. Peace, on the other hand, is a luxury.”

“Love is like any other luxury. You have no right to it unless you can afford it.”

“Fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.”

“That's something I've noticed about food: whenever there's a crisis if you can get people to eating normally things get better.”

“To do good work one must eat well, be well housed, have one's fling from time to time, smoke one's pipe, and drink one's coffee in peace”

“Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.”

“Fighting for peace, is like f***ing for chastity”

“Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine,
Yet let's be merry: we'll have tea and toast;
Custards for supper, and an endless host
Of syllabubs and jellies and mince-pies,
And other such ladylike luxuries.”

“To solve the peace and unite each other as One, first of all, we need to accept for what we have done and forgive each other. At least we may put our strong hands together as brothers and sisters.”

“One of the prime dangers of civilization has always been its tendency to cause the loss of virile fighting virtues, of the fighting edge. When men get too comfortable and lead too luxurious lives, there is always danger lest the softness eat like an acid into their manliness of fibre. The barbarian, because of the very conditions of his life, is forced to keep and develop certain hardy qualities which the man of civilization tends to lose, whether he be clerk, factory hand, merchant, or even a certain type of farmer.”