The ground is still filled iwth rings, and money, and pictures, and Jewish things. I was only able to find a few of them, but they fill the earth. The hero did not ask me once what she was saying. I a...
Red had a deep loathing of the night before them. He had been through so much combat, had felt so many kinds of terror, and had seen so many men killed that he no longer had any illusions about the in...
Our first act as free men was to throw ourselves onto the provisions. thats all we thought about. No thought of revenge, or of parents. Only of bread.
I have in this War a burning private grudge—which would probably make me a better soldier at 49 than I was at 22: against that ruddy little ignoramus Adolf Hitler (for the odd thing about demonic insp...
She doesn't understand the concept of Roman numerals. She thought we just fought in world war eleven.
Life, oblivious to his grief, continued
Distressing to be hated because of lies, isn't it. (Mirella)Especially when there are so many legitimate reasons to be hated. (Schramm)
He grieved too, Klara said, for the loss of a certain idea of himself.
His idleness was his refuge, and in this he was like many others in [occupied] France in that period; laziness became political.
How astounding that the largest thing he'd ever seen was still no match for the diminishing effect of distance. It made him aware of his own smallness in the world, his insignificance in the face of w...
I... He struggled to answer. When everything was quiet, I went up to the corridor and the curtain in the livingroom was open just a crack... I could see outside. I watched, only for a few seconds. He...
I watched the sky as it turned from silver to grey to the colour of rain. Even the clouds tried to look the other way.
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