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December 18, 2017 - January 3, 2018
A young British officer reported finding bodies of soldiers wounded on July 1 who had “crawled into shell holes, wrapped their waterproof sheets around them, taken out their Bibles and died like that.”
Let us tell quiet stories of kind eyes
And placid brows where peace and learning sate: Of misty gardens under evening skies Where four would walk of old, with steps sedate. . . . And draw nigh unto us for memory’s sake, Because a look, a word, a deed, a friend, Are bound with cords that never a man may break, Unto his heart for ever, until the end.58
“I think we have now arrived at the point where a wise man can do no more than wait for the end with what grace he can,” he wrote in August 1920. “And it is hard to summon much grace if you meet as many traitors and cranks in our own class as I do here, hankering for the blessing of Soviet rule at once.”35
“For the Fascist, everything is in the State, and nothing human or spiritual exists, much less has value, outside the State.”37
