I felt the first soft glow of intoxication that makes the blood warmer and spreads an illusion of adventure over uncertainty.

My rage outweighs my shame, as always happens when one is really ashamed and knows he ought to be.

We were all at once terribly alone; and alone we must see it through.

The coffin, it shall protect me, though Death himself lies in it

No soldier outlives a thousand chances. But every soldier believes in Chance and trusts his luck.

A man can gasp out his life beside you-and you feel none of it. Pity, Sympathy, sure-but you don't feel the pain. Your belly is whole and that's what counts. A half-yard away someone's world is snuffled out in roaring agony-and you feel nothing. That's the misery of the world.

I, too, am going to go away soon,' she says, 'I am weary and weary of my weariness. Everything is beginning to be a little empty and full of leave-taking and melancholy and waiting.