I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at — Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
Download Customize

I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at Chicago if nothing was done with the meat except to bury it. 

— Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
propaganda war

More “Propaganda” Quotes

Patriotism is a villain's last refuge. — Xiaobo Liu, June Fourth Elegies
If we are considering the history of our own country, we write at length of the periods when our ancestors were prospero — John Bagot Glubb, The Fate of Empires and Search for Survival
If such things were not so dangerous one would laugh. But one recognizes the technique. Such propaganda always begins wi — Eric Ambler, A Coffin for Dimitrios
You should never use propaganda to teach kids the truth. — Lisa Samson, The Sky Beneath My Feet
The ritual denunciation of the so-called ‘socialist’ states is replete with distortions and often outright lies. — Noam Chomsky
Say the very simplest and most obvious things, say them as often as possible, and put into the saying all the screaming — Upton Sinclair, Dragon's Teeth I
But if, in despotic statecraft, the supreme and essential mystery be to hoodwink the subjects, and to mask the fear, whi — Joseph Ratner, The Philosophy of Spinoza
In a society run by terror, no statements whatsoever can be taken seriously. They are all forced, and it is the duty of — Milan Kundera
Terrorist', noun: 1. Someone my government tells me is a terrorist; 2. Someone my President decides to kill. — Glenn Greenwald
The hallmark of an authoritarian idiot is yelling TERRORIST-LOVER! at anyone questioning the definition of Terrorist. — Glenn Greenwald
• Scientific and medical studies, research or evidence is either distorted and misrepresented, or disputed or outright i — Christina Engela, The Pink Community - The Facts
The press is a gang of cruel faggots. Journalism is not a profession or a trade. It is a cheap catch-all for fuckoffs an — Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas