Our Artillery... The Germans Feared It Almost

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.

There Is No Sense In The Struggle, But There Is No Choice But To Struggle.

It Was A Night When London Was Ringed And Stabbed With Fire.

Say What You Will, Nothing Can Make A Complete Soldier Except Battle Experience.

In Their Eyes As They Pass Is Not Hatred, Not Excitement, Not Despair, Not The Tonic Of Their Victory - There Is Just The Simple Expression Of Being Here As Though They Had Been Here Doing This Forever, And Nothing Else.