Suddenly I become filled with a consuming impatience to be gone.

A hospital alone shows what war is.

Courage is the fairest adornment of youth.

Bombardment, barrage, curtain-fire, mines, gas, tanks, machine-guns, hand-grenades - words, words, but they hold the horror of the world.

Trenches, hospitals, the common grave--there are no other possibilities.

For us lads of eighteen they ought to have been mediators and guides to the world of maturity, the world of work, of duty, of culture, of progress -- to the future.

... but that's what mankind is like: they only prize what they no longer possess.