The War Has Ruined Us For Everything.

I Am No Longer A Shuddering Speck Of Existence, Alone In The Darkness;--i Belong To Them And They To Me; We All Share The Same Fear And The Same Life...i Could Bury My Face In Them, In These Voices, These Words That Have Saved Me And Will Stand By Me.

Come Let Me Kiss You. Life Was Never So Precious As Today— When It Meant So Little.

We Came To Realise - First With Astonishment, Then Bitterness, And Finally With Indifference - That Intellect Apparently Wasn't The Most Important Thing...not Ideas, But The System; Not Freedom, But Drill. We Had Joined Up With Enthusiasm And With Good Will; But They Did Everything To Knock That Out Of Us.

We Have So Much To Say, And We Shall Never Say It.

Trenches, Hospitals, The Common Grave--there Are No Other Possibilities.