Words matter. These are the best Comrades Quotes from famous people such as Ernst Thalmann, Fritz Todt, Drew Gilpin Faust, Stanley A. McChrystal, Vivek Agnihotri, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
Every conceivable cruel method of blackmail was used against me to obtain by force and at all costs confessions and statements both about comrades who had been arrested, and about political activities.
Factories are the workplaces of our National Socialist racial comrades.
Before the Civil War, there were no national cemeteries, no processes for identifying the dead in the battle. There weren’t any dog tags, and there was no next-of-kin notification. You didn’t necessarily even hear what the fate of your loved ones had been. It was up to their comrades to write and inform you.
With my resignation, I… left unfulfilled commitments I made to many comrades in the fight, commitments I hold sacred. My service did not end as I would have wished.
When I was studying in JNU, I realised how students and professors address each other as comrades.
If I could make Panther tough, mysterious, wily, and often at odds with his ‘Avengers’ comrades, that was a character I’d find interesting.
The reason why I have survived as long as I have survived is what my friends, comrades and supporters thought was an extraordinarily cautious approach.
This taste of freedom is still bitter because left in Athens are my wife and my two children and because so many of my comrades are suffering.
I still have nightmares of dead comrades, a long time ago, talking to me. ‘Emmanuel, don’t forget about us, don’t give up, keep telling our story.’
Men feel that cruelty to the poor is a kind of cruelty to animals. They never feel that it is an injustice to equals; nay it is treachery to comrades.
I hope to live long enough to see my surviving comrades march side by side with the Union veterans along Pennsylvania Avenue, and then I will die happy.
Workers, comrades, and you, women of the people, let not this festival of May, the second during the war, pass without protest against the Imperialist Slaughter.
As a soldier, I survived World War I when most of my comrades did not.
We have been protecting the lives of the Russian peacekeepers who had been attacked by their Georgian comrades, because there was a joint peacekeeping force.
I would rather do what I did than crawl in front of a ritualistic Left and lie the way those other comrades did betray my own soul.
I always thought my father hated his job so much, but I was wrong. He loved being with his friends and comrades, and also loved doing the things outside his life of work with them.
In the first day of the Soviet Army’s arrival, I and the other comrades were isolated and then found ourselves here, not knowing anything… I can only conjecture what could have happened.
We will not leave this place until our comrades are free. We are the power here. We are the power.
Fighters are my comrades. There are a lot of them with great personalities, they’re great fighters, and they should be lifted up a little bit more. I just wish MMA would do that.
I’ve no desire to do one of those 50-mile races like the Comrades or anything like that.
No man wants more war if he’s planned memorial services for fallen comrades, carried their flag-draped caskets off a plane, and buried them at Arlington National Cemetery.
New York was very congenial to me when I was young, like most people. I met my comrades in arms and partied hard. It’s the way it should be, and then you get sick of it.
The great help of being in the Army is to understand why are the armies clever in what they describe as emotional intelligence, making soldiers come to terms with the death of comrades by certain rituals.
In their work, then, as in their play, men and women are more and more coming to share with each other as comrades, and really the fun of life seems in no wise diminished as a consequence.
I must return to my old comrades of the Great War – to the brown, the treeless, the flat and grave-set plain of Flanders – to the rolling, heat-miraged downlands of the Somme – for I am dead with them, and they live in me again.
Comrades – We are living in momentous times.
The women’s movement in Korea is a Juche-oriented movement, which was pioneered by the great Comrade Kim Il Sung and which followed the proud road of development under the leadership of Comrades Kim Il Sung and Kim Jong Il.
Beloved friends and comrades… the national Libertarian Party is dead.
Comrades, this man has a nice smile, but he’s got iron teeth.
Scotland and England may sometimes be rivals, but by geography, we are also neighbours. By history, allies. By economics, partners. And by fate and fortune, comrades, friends and family.
I encountered among my comrades the most varied human traits, from frankness to reserve, from goodness, uprightness and kindness, to brutality and baseness.
If all our comrades of Europe, America and other countries, who do not understand what we are doing to Spanish Anarchism, would come to Spain, we could then see how they would react.
A lot of people assume that musicians are comrades by nature. It’s cutthroat like anything else.
The men in the steel industry who sacrificed their all were nor merely aiding their fellows at home but were adding strength to the cause of their comrades in all industry.
When the Georgian army started this assault against the sleeping city of Tskhinvali, the Georgian peacekeepers, serving in one contingent with their Russian friends, joined the army and started killing the Russian comrades in arms.
All my comrades must continue to exert their efforts according to my ‘Programme of National Reconstruction,’ ‘Outline of Reconstruction,’ the ‘Three Principles of the People,’ and the ‘Manifesto’ issued by the First National Congress of our Party, and strive on earnestly for the consummation of the end we have in view.
Whatever position I occupied, it was the result of colleagues – of my comrades in the movement – who had decided in their wisdom to use me for the purpose of focusing the attention of the country and the international community on me.
I said, wouldn’t it be nice, instead of having these women fight with each other over men, which seems to be more of a cliche, wouldn’t it be wonderful if they were the true comrades and it took these men much more time to infiltrate their friendships.
I don’t want a grand villa in a rich suburb alongside white people where many of my former comrades choose to live. I would never betray my roots in that way.
I also had a mistaken attitude towards certain comrades.