War is murder. And the military preparations now being made for a potential major confrontation are aimed at collective murder. In a nuclear age the victims would be numbered by the millions. This naked truth must be faced. — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
The inventions and the great discoveries have opened up whole continents to reciprocal communication and interchange, provided we are willing. — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
The longing for peace is rooted in the hearts of all men. But the striving, which at present has become so insistent, cannot lay… — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
Because war and preparations for war have acquired legitimacy, and because of the tremendous proliferation of arms through production and export, so that they… — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
I agree with the many who consider freezing all sorts of weapons systems a first step in a realistic disarmament policy. — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
As a group, housewives to-day suffer more from social isolation and loss of purpose than any other social group, except, perhaps, the old. — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
If only the authorities could be made to realize that the forces leading them on in the armament race are just insane. — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
Nobel was a genuine friend of peace. He even went so far as to believe that he had invented a tool of destruction, dynamite,… — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
marriage, home life, and children, ought to be enjoyed by men and women together. Nobody - and least of all the child - is… — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
The economic and political roots of the conflicts are too strong for us to pretend to create a lasting state of harmonious understanding between… — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
Our immediate striving must be aimed at preventing what, in the present situation, is the greatest threat to the very survival of mankind, the… — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
I have always regarded global development as a struggle between the forces of good and evil. Not to be simplified as a struggle between… — Alva Myrdal Copy Share Image
