Our life alternates between billets and the front. We have almost grown accustomed to it; war is the cause of death like cancer and tuberculosis, like influenza and dysentery. The deaths are merely

I saw to what extent the people among whom I lived could be trusted as good neighbors and friends; that their friendship was for summer weather only; that they did not greatly propose to do right; that they were a distinct race from me by their prejudices and superstitions,

You can take no credit for beauty at sixteen. But if you are beautiful at sixty, it will be your soul&#39;s own doing.

If you stay positive in negative situation, 
you win

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