Wars are to be undertaken in order that it may be possible to live in peace without molestation.

For if that last day does not occasion an entire extinction, but a change of abode only, what can be more desirable? And if it, on the other hand, destroys and absolutely puts an end to us, what can be preferable to having a deep sleep fall on us in the midst of the fatigues of life and, being thus overtaken, to sleep to eternity?

Extreme justice is extreme injustice.

Not to have knowledge of what happened before you were born is to be condemned to live as a child.

Laws are silent in time of war.

Not to know what happened before you were born is to be a child forever. For what is the time of a man, except it be interwoven with that memory of ancient things of a superior age?

The only excuse for war is that we may live in peace unharmed.