Helplessness induces hopelessness, and history attests that loss of hope and not loss of lives is what decides the issue — B. H. Liddell Hart
Helplessness induces hopelessness, and history attests that loss of hope and not loss of lives is what decides the issue — B. H. Liddell Hart
Helplessness induces hopelessness, and history attests that loss of hope and not loss of lives is what decides the issue — B. H. Liddell Hart
Helplessness induces hopelessness, and history attests that loss of hope and not loss of lives is what decides the issue — B. H. Liddell Hart
Helplessness induces hopelessness, and history attests that loss of hope and not loss of lives is what decides the issue — B. H. Liddell Hart
Download Customize

Helplessness induces hopelessness, and history attests that loss of hope and not loss of lives is what decides the issue of war.

— B. H. Liddell Hart
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
history war loss

More “History” Quotes

Poor little lambs,’ says one, eyeing us constantly, as if there is something wrong with us; as if we have a condition th — Gemma Liviero, Pastel Orphans
My mother is changing history. She is making her balalaika-smashing mother into a heroine. Does she want me to do the sa — Gary Shteyngart, Little Failure
You mustn’t throw them away. Let me have them. — Diane Samuels, Kindertransport: A Drama
Anticipating their calamity and fright when deportation day came (August 6, 1942) he [Henryk Goldszmit, pen name: Janusz — Diane Ackerman
History has shown us time and time again that you don't have to know someone to love them with all your heart. — Shannon L. Alder
If the bible be true, God commanded his chosen people to destroy men simply for the crime of defending their native land — Robert G. Ingersoll, Some Mistakes of Moses
But shouldn't they still act like children? They aren't normal. They act like--history. Napoleon and Wellington. Caesar — Orson Scott Card, Ender's Game
Richard Papen: As it happened, I knew Gartrell. He was a bad painter and a vicious gossip, with a vocabulary composed al — Donna Tartt
He had panicked. Tessier cursed his own stupidity. He should have remained in the column where he would have been protec — David Cook, Heart of Oak
The defenders retreated, but in good order. A musket flamed and a ball shattered a marine’s collar bone, spinning him ar — David Cook, Heart of Oak
Ready yourselves!' Mullone heard himself say, which was strange, he thought, for he knew his men were prepared.A great c — David Cook, Liberty or Death
I’ll find out who’s inside. Wait here and keep alert!’ Hallam rasped. He skirted the main path to skulk towards one of t — David Cook, Blood on the Snow