No war really comes unexpectedly. The drums are beating long before a single shot is fired.
It is an unfortunate fact that we can secure peace only by preparing for war.
If we don’t end war, war will end us.
The survivors of a nuclear holocaust will envy the dead.
After great trouble for humanity, a greater one is prepared
The Great Mover renews the ages:
Rain, blood, milk, famine, steel and plague,
In the heavens fire seen, a long spark running.
Except for fools and madmen, everyone knows that nuclear war would be an unprecedented human catastrophe.
Death and the strong force of fate are waiting.
There will come a dawn or sunset or high noon
When a man will take my life in battle, too.
Alea iacta est.
The die has been cast.