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He watched the men harden to the mechanical slaughter. There seemed to him a great breach of nature which no one had the power to stop... If this was to be permitted, reported, glossed over, then at what level of activity, he wondered, could they stop? He came to believe that much worse was to come; that there would be annihilation on a scale the men themselves had not yet dreamed of.
— Apr 26, 2017 12:31PM
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I will always love her... There was something in what happened between us that made me able to hear other things in the world. It was as though I went through a door and beyond it there were sounds and signals from some further existence. They’re impossible to understand, but since I’ve heard them I can’t deny them. Even here.
— Apr 30, 2017 11:42AM
Jane
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A sense of interest was beginning to penetrate the blankness of his grief; it was like the first, painful sensations of blood returning to a numbed limb.
— Apr 30, 2017 12:46AM
Jane
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On this occasion it seemed that only a few hours earlier he had been having dinner with Jeanne and now he was preparing to die. It made little difference that this was, by comparison, a small attack: there were no degrees of death.
— Apr 29, 2017 11:42AM
Jane
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I have made this mistake in my life... not once but twice I have loved someone more than my heart would bear.
— Apr 29, 2017 01:01AM
Jane
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For the first time in her life she felt she had met someone with whom she could be happy under any circumstances, in any country. He was dedicated to her well-being and she knew that if she returned that simple fidelity, no circumstances, no alterations, not even wars, could disrupt their simple, enclosed contentment.
— Apr 28, 2017 10:53AM
Jane
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She disliked being asked this question, thinking people ought to ask new acquaintances who they were rather than what they did, as though their job defined them.
— Apr 28, 2017 12:04AM
Jane
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In her trust and love for him, he had deposited the unresolved conflicts of his life. Perhaps his self was still in her � betrayed and unhealed. The body was only flesh, but she had taken hers away from him; and in her physical absence there was more than missing flesh: there was abandonment.
— Apr 27, 2017 12:26PM
Jane
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It was a dry summer night and there was only the distant sound of some half-hearted shelling a mile or so down the line, like a routine metal lullaby to warn the forgetful that death could come to them even in their sleep.
— Apr 27, 2017 02:02AM
Jane
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I feel like a child who has been absorbed in her own game all day and suddenly stops, only to see that it is growing dark and she is far from home with no idea of how to get back.
— Apr 26, 2017 01:19AM
Jane
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He saw a picture in his mind of a terrible piling up of the dead... the row on row, the deep rotting earth hollowed out to hold them, while the efforts of the living, with all their works and wars and great buildings, were no more than the beat of a wing against the weight of time.
— Apr 25, 2017 11:33AM
