Danielle Bean

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Albert spells it out: “The war’s made us no good for anything.” He’s right. We’re not young men anymore. We no longer want to take the world by storm. We’re fugitives. We’re fleeing from ourselves. From our lives. We were eighteen years old, and we were just beginning to love the world, to love life; then we had to shoot at it. The first shell that landed hit us in the heart. Now we’ve shut ourselves off from action, from striving, from progress. We no longer believe in all that; we believe in the war.
All Quiet on the Western Front
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