As I crawled out of the abyss of combat and over the rail of the Sea Runner, I realized that compassion for the sufferings of others is a burden to those who have it. As Wilfred Owen's poem "Insensibility" puts it so well, those who feel most of others suffer most in war.
War is brutish, inglorious, and a terrible waste... The only redeeming factors were my comrades' incredible bravery and their devotion to each other.… - Eugene B. Sledge
War is brutish, inglorious, and a terrible waste... The only redeeming factors were my comrades' incredible bravery and their devotion to each other.…
- Eugene B. Sledge
As I crawled out of the abyss of combat and over the rail of the Sea Runner, I realized that compassion for the sufferings of others is a burden to t… - Eugene B. Sledge
As I crawled out of the abyss of combat and over the rail of the Sea Runner, I realized that compassion for the sufferings of others is a burden to t…
I asked God "Why, why, why?" I turned my face away and wished that I were imagining it all. I had tasted the bitterest essence of war, the sight of h… - Eugene B. Sledge
I asked God "Why, why, why?" I turned my face away and wished that I were imagining it all. I had tasted the bitterest essence of war, the sight of h…
Until the millennium arrives and countries cease trying to enslave others, it will be necessary to accept one's responsibilities and be willing to ma… - Eugene B. Sledge
Until the millennium arrives and countries cease trying to enslave others, it will be necessary to accept one's responsibilities and be willing to ma…
To the non-combatants and those on the periphery of action, the war meant only boredom or occasional excitement, but to those who entered the meat gr… - Eugene B. Sledge
To the non-combatants and those on the periphery of action, the war meant only boredom or occasional excitement, but to those who entered the meat gr…
I am the harvest of man's stupidity. I am the fruit of the holocaust. I prayed like you to survive, but look at me now. It is over for us who are dea… - Eugene B. Sledge
I am the harvest of man's stupidity. I am the fruit of the holocaust. I prayed like you to survive, but look at me now. It is over for us who are dea…
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