The Summer of Love had already given way to the the winter of Who the f--k are you?
Jaffe CohenStichwörter: loss-of-innocence seventies
But shouldn't they still act like children? They aren't normal. They act like--history. Napoleon and Wellington. Caesar and Brutus.
Orson Scott CardStichwörter: history children loss-of-innocence
Omnia mutantur; nihil interit
OvidStichwörter: life loss death change latin heartbreak lost-love loss-of-innocence
When the fight ends you can afford to relax. That’s the worst part. Winner or loser you have again eyes to see around you. Blood, butchered bodies, bodies pierced by arrows. You stir inside, your heart tightens, the feeling of loss wells up. The sense of smell is the next thing to revive, adding a new dimension of pain. I closed the eyes of the last cadet, blue eyes, unseeing, his body, so small, almost a child, the youngest cadets were all gone, their faces surprised in death. Cold lips never able again to kiss a girl. It’s then that the emptiness swallows you and you mourn inside. Damn you, Scharon. No! Damn you, Travellers.
Florian ArmasStichwörter: war loss-of-innocence fear-of-death
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