Below Us The Thames Grew Lighter, And

I Was Away From The Front Lines For A While This Spring, Living With Other Troops, And Considerable Fighting Took Place While I Was Gone. When I Got Ready To Return To My Old Friends At The Front I Wondered If I Would Sense Any Change In Them.

Some Day I'd Like To Cover A War In A Country As Ugly As War Itself.

One Of The Parodoxes Of War Is That Those In The Rear Want To Get Up Into The Fight, While Those In The Lines Want To Get Out.

I Love The Infantry Because They Are The Underdogs. They Are The Mud-rain-frost-and-wind Boys. They Have No Comforts, And They Even Learn To Live Without The Necessities. And In The End They Are The Guys That Wars Can't Be Won Without.

All The Rest Of Us - You And Me And Even The Thousands Of Soldiers Behind The Lines In Africa - We Want Terribly Yet Only Academically For The War To Get Over.