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"We thrust our fingers into our ears to stop its moan; but it was no good; the cry cut like a drill into our heads, dragging minutes into hours, hours into years. We withered and grew old between those cries."
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"You can always tell an old soldier by the inside of his holsters and cartridge boxes. The young ones carry pistols and cartridges; the old ones, grub."
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"Old and young disbelieve one another's truths."
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"A new philosophy generally means in practice the praise of some old vice."
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"The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything."
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"I was sympathetic to virtually all groups that wanted to get away from the old system."
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"There's still is a status-quo group at City Hall who likes things done the old way, behind closed doors."
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"Old soldiers never die; they just fade away."
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"Everybody is doing the same old thing."
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"Pamphlets on Sabbath writing are in request here I have been applied to for them by several of the old Methodists knowing that I had them to sell before."
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"A puppy plays with every pup he meets, but an old dog has few associates."
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"How happy I am to go to the front at last. To do my bit. To prove with my life what I think I feel."
Life
"At that moment of realization I knew that I had been blind because I had wished not to see; it was only then that I realised, at last, that all these dead men, French and Germans, were brothers, and I was the brother of them all."
Men
"Each had defended his own country; the Germans Germany, the Frenchmen France; they had done their duty."
Country
"Gradually I became aware of details: a company of French soldiers was marching through the streets of the town. They broke formation, and went in single file along the communication trench leading to the front line. Another group followed them."
Communication
"We thrust our fingers into our ears to stop its moan; but it was no good; the cry cut like a drill into our heads, dragging minutes into hours, hours into years. We withered and grew old between those cries."
Old
"Slogans which deafened us so that we could not hear the truth."
Truth
"And the spirit of revolution will not die while the hearts of these workers continue to beat."
Revolution
"And suddenly, like light in darkness, the real truth broke in upon me; the simple fact of Man, which I had forgotten, which had lain deep buried and out of sight; the idea of community, of unity."
Truth
"The working class will not halt until socialism has been realized."
Class
"Most people have no imagination. If they could imagine the sufferings of others, they would not make them suffer so. What separated a German mother from a French mother?"
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