If war's first victim is truth, its second is clerical efficiency.

War may be an auction for countries. For soldiers it's a lottery.

- This isn't an interrogation or a trail. Your version of the truth is the only thing that matters. -Truth is singular. It's 'versions' are mistruths.

One cannot pass by without thinking of the density of men in the ground.

Sometimes the fluffy bunny of incredulity zooms around the bend so rapidly that the greyhound of language is left, agog, in the starting cage.

Any society's upper-crust is riddled with immorality, how else d'you think they keep their power? Reputation is king of the public sphere, not private. It is dethroned by public acts.

She has to lose her pre-Copernican view of a universe revolving around herself.