Peace and war

...then we shall have a stirring world again.
This peace is nothing, but to rust iron, increase tailors, and breed ballad-makers.

First Servingman

Let me have war, say I; it exceeds peace as far as day does night;
it's spritely, waking, audible, and full of vent.
Peace is a very apoplexy, lethargy
mulled, deaf, sleepy, insensible; a getter of more bastard children than war's a destroyer of men. 

Second Servingman 

'Tis so: and as war, in some sort, may be said to be a ravisher, so it cannot be denied but peace is a great maker of cuckolds. 

First Servingman 

Ay, and it makes men hate one another.

Third Servingman

Reason; because they then less need one another.