I must carry on-for my mates, for England, for Rose and for our child. The alternative is unthinkable. With this, I understand the perverse logic of war and the true tragedy of armed conflict. The enemy against whom we fight are human beings like ourselves, individuals with whom each of us might have been friends except for the deranged fictions of nation, doctrine, race and religion, and whom now we must murder {as they seek to murder us} in the name of those very same fictions.
( Steven Pressfield )
[ Killing Rommel ]
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