The French got enough from the Germans to save them from starvation; but many a woman sold herself for a loaf or a chunk of sausage.

At that moment of realization I knew that I had been blind because I had wished not to see; it was only then that I realised, at last, that all these dead men, French and Germans, were brothers, and I was the brother of them all.

How happy I am to go to the front at last. To do my bit. To prove with my life what I think I feel.

Soldiers and peasants lived together on friendly terms; they knew each other and their everyday routines, and trusted each other; they shook their heads together over the war.

And suddenly, like light in darkness, the real truth broke in upon me; the simple fact of Man, which I had forgotten, which had lain deep buried and out of sight; the idea of community, of unity.

Slogans which deafened us so that we could not hear the truth.

The revolution is like a vessel filled with the pulsating heartbeat of millions of working people.