No soldier ever really survives a war.
Audie MurphyStichwörter: war soldiering
Now comes the picture of mass defeat, the most awesome spectacle of the war. It is in the bent bodies of old women who poke among ruins seeking some miserable object that will link their lives with the old days. It is in the shamed darting eyes of the defeated. It is in the faces of the little boys who regard our triumphant columns with fear and fascination. And above all it is in the thousands of beaten, dusty soldiers who stream along the roads towards the stockades. Their feet clump wearily, mechanically, hopelessly on the still endless road of war. They move as haggard, gray masses, in which the individual had neither life nor meaning. It is impossible to see in these men the quality that made them stand up and fight like demons out of hell a few shorts months ago.
Audie MurphyStichwörter: war triumph soldiers defeat world-war-2
Let each man hear his own music and live by it. The drums roll one way for one man, and another way for another. You have to listen for your own.
Audie MurphyStichwörter: individuality
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