“All the ideals and beliefs you ever had have crashed about your gun-deafened ears - you don't believe in God or them or the infallibility of England or anything but bloody war and wounds and foul smells and smutty stories and smoke and bombs and lice and filth and noise, noise, noise - you live in a world of cold sick fear, a dirty world of darkness and despair - you want to crawl ignominiously home away from these painful writhing things that once were men, these shattered, tortured faces that dumbly demand what it's all about in Christ's name.” MenWorldWantBelieveWarStoriesHomeFacesNamesBeliefChristDarknessColdDemandDespairGunIdealsEarsSickEnglandDon't BelievePainfulSmellWoundsNoiseSmokeDirtyBombsBelieve In GodBloodyFoulShatteredFilthInfallibilityLiceDirty World Author:Evadne Price