Of Course, I Love You,' The Flower

If France Is To Be Judged, Judge Her Not By The Effects Of Her Defeat But By Her Readiness To Sacrifice Herself.

I Was Wrong To Grow Older. Pity. I Was So Happy As A Child.

The Soldier's Body Becomes A Stock Of Accessories That Are Not His Property.

Grown-ups Never Understand Anything For Themselves, And It Is Tiresome For Children To Be Always And Forever Explaining Things To Them.

The Tree Is A Slow, Enduring Force Straining To Win The Sky.