on the eleventh hour of the eleventh day
Nov. 11th, 2008 10:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
a7sharp9"Standing in holes in the ground, thousands of men, English, Scots, Indians, French, Germans, one March morning — and what for? If there is a hell, then it is that. Not flames, not pitchforks. But a place without the possibility of reason"