"Do you see those creases in my forehead? Do you see that grave expression on my face, and that bewildered gleam in my eyes? Have you heard those glorious tales of heroism and those equally repugnant tales of woe, and crime, and shame? Do you see that half-defeated soldier to be? That's me! What influence does the war have on me in 1942? I tell you I just don't know what to do. I may be here today, but tomorrow?"
