“Far off we heard the clatter of hoofs. Arnold went to the window. “Ho!” he said. “Here’s a friend of yours with” — Kenneth Roberts Copy Share Image
“Far off we heard the clatter of hoofs. Arnold went to the window. “Ho!” he said. “Here’s a friend of yours with” — Kenneth Roberts Copy Share Image
People who make war in order to escape slavery may possibly win....This will doubtless bring death and suffering to thousands....But people who tamely allow… — Kenneth Roberts Copy Share Image
They call war an art, but it isn't. It largely consists in outwitting people, robbing widows and orphans, and inflicting suffering on the helpless… — Kenneth Roberts Copy Share Image
Misery, in cold truth, is a weight less upon those who undergo it than upon the minds of those who see it; for he… — Kenneth Roberts Copy Share Image
“Brother, if you white men murdered the son of the Great Spirit, we Indians had nothing to do with it. It is none of… — Kenneth Roberts Copy Share Image
