The war had made a man of him! It had coarsened him and hardened him. There was no other way to look at it. It had made him reach a point at which he would no longer stand unbearable things.

“Is the whole thing a folly and a mockery? Am I no better than a eunuch or is th…”

“Higher than the beasts, lower than the angels, stuck in our idiot Eden.”

“They were simple, earnest people, those early Victorians, and had not yet learn…”

“He wouldn't write a letter because he couldn't without beginning it 'Dear Sylvi…”