The War Has Ruined Us For Everything.

No Soldier Outlives A Thousand Chances. But Every Soldier Believes In Chance And Trusts His Luck.

For A Moment I Had A Strange Intuition That Just This, And In A Real, Profound Sense, Is Life; And Perhaps Happiness Even - Love With A Mixture Of Sadness, Reverence, And Silent Knowledge.

Heaven Has No Favorites

Sweet Dreams Though The Guns Are Booming.

It Was A Melancholy Secret That Reality Can Arouse Desires But Never Satisfy Them.