“Rwanda will never ever leave me. It's in the pores of my body. My soul is in those hills, my spirit is with the spirits of all those people who were slaughtered and killed that I know of, and many… — Romeo Dallaire Copy Share Image
Is the human condition not defined by an endless struggle to control the ego's subterfuges? — Roméo Dallaire Copy Share Image
I know there is a God because in Rwanda I shook hands with the devil. I have seen him, I have smelled him and… — Roméo Dallaire Copy Share Image
More and more, we have been able to present the argument that recruitment of child soldiers is a social breakdown that leads to atrocities,… — Romeo Dallaire Copy Share Image
“Many signs point to the fact that the youth of the Third World will no longer tolerate living in circumstances that give them no hope for the future. From the young boys I met in the demobilization camps in Sierra Leone to the suicide bombers of Palestine and Chechnya, to the young terrorists who fly planes into the World Trade… — Roméo Dallaire Copy Share
“Still, I did not regret for a moment leaving the bright lights of Manhattan behind in favour of night skies so dark the stars… — Roméo Dallaire Copy Share Image
I felt it absolutely essential that we plant the U.N. flag in Rwanda and plant it in a place of significance to show all… — Romeo Dallaire Copy Share Image
Death became a desired option. I hoped I would hit a mine or run into an ambush and just end it all. I think… — Romeo Dallaire Copy Share Image
Where you are born should not dictate your potential as a human being. — Roméo Dallaire Copy Share Image
“If I decide to make a career in the army, he said, I would never be rich, but I would live one of the most satisfying lives there was to be had. Then he warned me that satisfaction would come at a great cost to me and any family I might have. I should never expected to be thanked; a… — Roméo Dallaire Copy Share
The night I flew out from Rwanda, I landed in Nairobi, and I was on my way back home, and my left side started… — Romeo Dallaire Copy Share Image
The first breath of air of Africa - it felt like you were in another continent - you were, you were - and it… — Romeo Dallaire Copy Share Image
