World War One Trench Warfare Quotes & Sayings

I want the audience to recognize you when you're in the arena," says Cinna dreamily. "Katniss, the girl who was on fire. — Suzanne Collins

Do not say anything harsh: what you have said will be said back to you. — Gautama Buddha

There is a place called 'heaven' where the good here unfinished is completed; and where the stories unwritten, and the hopes unfulfilled, are continued. We may laugh together yet. — J.R.R. Tolkien

We had trench warfare in America way before World War I. Most people don't know that. — Donna Tartt

I've always been into dressing nicely. My dad's really into fashion, also. We'll always go out and buy stuff. He has his own style and I have my own style, but it's a shared thing. Same thing with my grandfather; he was really into his style, so it's just sort of been passed down, I think. — Patrick Schwarzenegger

Style is the shape the ideal takes, rhythm, its movement. — Victor Hugo

Those who would assail The Book of Mormon should bear in mind that its veracity is no more dubious than the veracity of the Bible, say, or the Qur'an, or the sacred texts of most other religions. — Jon Krakauer

The battle for the mind of Ronald Reagan was like the trench warfare of World War I: never have so many fought so hard for such barren terrain. — Peggy Noonan

Usually you always see first cut is an extended version, because it's basically everything you shot, and you have that version and then you start cutting stuff out. — Fede Alvarez

It was friendly. Mostly." I guzzled the coffee like it was a drug.
"Tounge?"
"Have you ever had a friendly tounge kiss?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact, but that's my story. I want to hear yours. — Rosemary Harris

After World War I, while France and other Allies were building military defenses modeled on trench warfare, German commanders were shaping a nimble fighting force. — Charles Duhigg

Trench fighting is the bloodiest, wildest, most brutal of all ... Of all the war's exciting moments none is so powerful as the meeting of two storm troop leaders between narrow trench walls. There's no mercy there, no going back, the blood speaks from a shrill cry of recognition that tears itself from one's breast like a nightmare. — Ernst Junger

Men fuck up, you know. Except for Damien," she adds with a completely straight face. "He's perfectly perfect." She manages to hold it together for a minute, and then we both laugh. — J. Kenner