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"While they continued to write and talk, we saw the wounded and dying. While they taught that duty to one's country is the greatest thing, we already knew that death-throes are stronger. But for all that we were no mutineers, no deserters, no cowards--they were very free with all of these expressions. We loved our country as much as they; we went courageously into every action; but also we distinguished the false from the true, we had suddently learned to see. And we saw that there was nothing of their world left. We were all at once terribly alone; and alone we must see it through."

"To no man does the earth mean so much as to the soldier. When he presses himself down upon her long and powerfully, when he buries his face and his limbs deep in her from the fear of death by shell-fire, then she is his only friend, his brother, his mother; he stifles his terror and his cries in her silence and her security; she shelters him and releases him for ten seconds to live, to run, ten seconds of life; receives him again and often for ever. Earth!--Earth!--Earth!!"

"We are forlorn like children, and experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial--I believe we are lost."

"I realize he does not know that a man cannot talk of such things; I would do it willingly, but it is too dangerous for me to put these things into words. I am afraid that they might then become gigantic and I be no longer able to master them. What would become of us if everything that happens out there were quite clear to us?"