Ernest Hemingway quotes about war aftermath

“I’m not sick,” I said, “I’m wounded.”

You’ll die then. Fight or die. That’s what people do. They don’t marry.

Perhaps wars weren’t won any more. Maybe they went on forever. Maybe it was another Hundred Years’ War.

“They won’t get us,” I said. “Because you’re too brave. Nothing ever happens to the brave.”

I never think. No, by God, I don’t think; I operate.

It is in defeat that we become Christian.

Doctors did things to you and then it was not your body any more.

It’s not deserting from the army. It’s only the Italian army.

There was fighting in the mountains and at night we could see the flashes from the artillery. In the dark it was like summer lightning, but the nights were cool and there was not the feeling of a storm coming.

“If you are going to shoot me,” the lieutenant-colonel said, “please shoot me at once without further questioning. The questioning is stupid.”

I saw how their minds worked; if they had minds and if they worked. They were all young men and they were saving their country.

I have fought for what I believed in for a year now. If we win here we will win everywhere. The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.

Today is only one day in all the days that will ever be. But what will happen in all the other days that ever come can depend on what you do today.

He lay flat on the brown, pine-needled floor of the forest, his chin on his folded arms, and high overhead the wind blew in the tops of the pine trees.

“It would be like betting on the war,” I said. “You don’t need any economic interest.”