I Do Not See Any Other Way

These Are Great Days.

[much] As War Attracts Me And Fascinates My Mind With Its Tremendous Situations, I Feel More Deeply Every Year . . . What Vile And Wicked Folly And Barbarism It All Is.

I Could Not Help Reflecting That The Bullet Which Had Struck The Chestnut [horse] Had Certainly Passed Within A Foot Of My Head. So At Any Rate I Had Been 'under Fire.' That Was Something.

We Are Shaping The World Faster Than We Can Change Ourselves, And We Are Applying To The Present The Habits Of The Past.

Never Give In Except To Convictions Of Honor And Good Sense.